A few days after Christmas, my six-year-old son and I were talking. He asked, “Mom, is there a Santa Claus?”

“Well, what do you think?” I asked him.

He replied, “Well, my PlayStation that I got and my gift from Santa were wrapped in the same kind of wrapping paper.”

He thought for a minute and said, “I’ll tell you what … you and Dad can go on buying me presents and let’s just forget we ever had this talk!”

One Liner

Knock, knock! Who’s there? Avery. Avery who? Avery merry Christmas to you!