<p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Natalie and I had a heart to heart.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Nat:     <em>Mama we don't have a chimney.</em>  (I think she meant fireplace.)
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">She pauses.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Nat:     <em>We have a chimney all the way at the top.
</em></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Mama:     <em>Yes, we do.</em>
		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Nat:    <em>Santa is still coming through the living room window?</em>
		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Mama:     <em>I am going to open the window before I go to bed. He's going to squeeze in.
</em></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Nat:    <em>Because he's fat!</em>
		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Mama:    <em>Yes, from eating all the little kid's cookies when he visits them.
</em></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Mama:  <em>He comes in and eats a cookie from every house. Each child leaves one cookie for Santa and he eats all of them and drinks the milk after he leaves the Christmas gifts to the good little girls and boys so you have to be good.
</em></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Mama: <em>You get the job of picking the cookies you will leave for Santa.</em>
		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Nat:     <em>Oreos</em>
		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Mama:    <em>Oreos?!</em>  (There goes my dream of baking holiday cookies in the oven with Natalie.) 
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Mama: <em>Why Oreos?!</em>
		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Nat:    <em>Because it's "<a href="http://www.nabiscoworld.com/oreo/memories/default.aspx">Milk's Favorite Cookie</a>"</em>
		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">What Mama Wanted to Say: Moth—f----- (Note to self: Next year, be more careful how many advertising slogans Nat is able to absorb. She's clearly a smartie.)
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Nat:     <em>And hot cocoa.</em>
		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Nat:     <em>With marshmallows.</em>
		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Papa:    <em>Hot cocoa doesn't go with an Oreo.
</em></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:9pt">Mama:    <em>Yes it does. It can also be made with milk.
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