Elves Have Left the Building
The kid is solidly in the business of Christmas now. She finds the cache at the top of a cupboard, memorizes what must be hers (everything, including the cupboard), and adds to her list of demands.
When I keep her from hauling out everything to show off � Stop. That's... awful. � she puts on an I'm-no-fool face and asks what difference it could make. After all, she says with that face, now she knows that there's no Mikolai. Because this way, I say, there's no surprise left in anything.
But she has turned into a horse and run on all fours to where I can't go.