So we were talking about xmas memories earlier today...

I have a six year old who firmly believes in Santa and the magic of the season. We, the family, don't wish to destroy her faith so we were all talking about some memories of Christmas past.
For some reason, I remembered when I was about 5 or 6 and had to pee really bad. I mean to the point of nearly wetting my bed. I was petrified of getting up because I was afraid Santa would see me but I finally gave in and got up and peed. Santa didn't see me, I got my gifts and all was well. Now I'm not sure why that sticks in my head but it does. Anyway, Merry Christmas everyone!