Good morning, although it is Monday, Dec 1st at 3:49AM - yes, I can't sleep.

I don't remember making a list when I was a kid. I probably did. I just don't remember.

My girls always made a letter for Santa.

When my little brother and I were really young and still believed in Santa, I was so worried because we didn't have a chimney for Santa to come down. My two older brothers, after we two younger ones went to sleep, went out and took a hoe and hoed sleigh tracks in the front lawn. I don't think my folks knew they were doing that but Christmas morning, one of them went out, came back in all excited and exclaimed Santa had landed on the lawn. I still remember vividly what those tracks looked like.