I’m sitting in my office at home after getting back from my show in Toronto and getting ready for tomorrow (for me writing this it is the 15th December); tomorrow is my little girl’s Christmas play at school and I’ll be going there to say “Ooooh” and “Aaaaah” at the right times just as I’ve done with the other four kids; excuse me for being a little jaded but I’ve earned the right 
As I sit here, my little darling has come in and asked me if I’ll be taking her to see Santa this year – of course I will, I always do – so what has prompted this question now?
Santa for the small town where I live, is an elderly gentleman who has performed this good deed service for as long as we’ve been here. He is the epitome of the Santa Claus you’ve seen a million times on TV, at the movies, on Coke ads and in your dreams as a kid – he has the look down just right!
So good is he, that he rents himself out as a Santa and even does a couple of trade shows that run at this time of year and I’ve hired him myself as well but that is all besides the point.
I ask my little one why she is asking if I’m going to take her to see Santa this year?
She looks at me in all seriousness and tells me in the most deadpan and pragmatic way that he’s Bad Santa and she doesn’t want anything to do with him because he drinks!
Now I’m puzzled so I ask what her source is for this information – the guilty culprits are her two oldest brothers who made her sit and watch Bad Santa with Billy Bob Thornton earlier this evening and apparently she has the wrong idea completely.
Maybe this will save me having to break the news, in time, that there is no Santa Claus but then who gets my presents because it certainly isn’t my bunch
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