While at my day job today (Underground unfortunately doesn’t pay for itself yet, so the dream of working full time there is still just that for now), one of the girls I work with was talking about her daughter. I was casually listening in while making a drink and found out that her daughter, 8 years old, is funnier than most 20 year olds I know.

“Mommy is Santa Claus real?”

“No honey, you know he isn’t real, he is merely the embodiment of the spirit of Christmas time. Not many people believe in him any more”

“But Mommy, Michael Jackson is real and no one believes in him anymore either. “

Your daughter rocks.