So, there's been some chatter about Christmas lately and it donned on me, just yesterday, that the 'elves' are watching... Hallelejah. I love this time of year and the coercion factor.
Anway, I digress. This morning Maeve was crafting with Christmas stickers and there was one with Santa and Mrs. Claus holding hands. Maeve asked the question, 'well, where is Mrs. Claus when Santa is delivering presents?' I stammered, because the feminist within had a hard time coughing up the answer that she was home making dinner awaiting for Santa to return home from all the gift giving... Funny how things don't really don on you until the next generation asks the question.