For the last 2 years Ruhi has been desperately looking for reassurance that Santa exists, a year before that she was sure about it and even thought she could smell his perfume to say he had visited the house !
This year she was more confident that, Santa was Me, but I knew I could stretch it for another year...but I guess I didn't try hard enough.
I sat her on my knee as she asked me for the hundredth time in 2 days "Please...please tell me the truth..are you Santa ?..do you keep the gifts under our pillows?"
It broke my heart but I said "Yes".
Her face contorted and the tears came rolling down. I told her it didn't matter and that even if I kept the gifts, Santa Claus exists...through me. We ordered her 'Fairy Cheque Book' online ( she had written to Santa for it this XMas) and I think she made her peace.
After she was off to sleep, smiling...I looked at Rayyan. He was crouching over his pillow, writing a note ! To Santa !! In his neat handwriting, spread across the page he had requested Santa for a Bugatti Veyron !!!!!!
