The Skeptic

My 6 year old is a complete skeptic.  She looks at the world with a surprising amount of cynicism for someone so small .  I took her to the mall on Saturday and we walked past Santa on his big chair talking to all of the little children.  She raised a quizzical eyebrow and looked at me.

“I don’t think that’s really him,” she told me.  “I think that’s just a nice old man in a suit.  It’s pretty cool of him to come and hang out at the mall so the parents can get cute pictures, but c’mon…really?  Don’t you think Santa Claus has better things to do two weeks before Christmas than to listen babies cry and pull his beard and letting that kid with this snot nose use him for tissue?  I mean…he’s a saint.  Would you want to spend the rest of forever in the mall as a napkin? What kind of Heaven is that? “

I’m afraid to admit that she scares me a little bit with her logic.  Please God may I always have the wisdom to stay a step ahead of that quick little mind.