if he is in your hearts, sure he is there

Jispa has been getting stuff from Santa for some time now. She is at an interesting age. While last year she enthusiastically believed the Santa, this year she is a bit more… uh… circumspect, I guess. I asked her if she believe in him and she said I don’t know. She thinks it’s us putting the presents, but she just doesn’t know whom to believe. I am not telling her for sure. All I told her is that, did you get your present? Yeah, then who cares whether he exits or not.
This time around we went out of station for the holidays. Santa visited her there (at girnar). She had left a note for him on her white board at home and also left milk and muesli for his reindeer (our prodding for sure). This time when she came back she quite surprised to see the Santa leave a note for her on the whiteboard, though she has a niggling doubt if I wrote it. Now why on earth would I be writing notes for her? Come on, tell me… that’s not even close to my handwriting. Well ok, it’s a little like it, but hell everone crosses the t’s and dots the i’s.