It's Christmas Eve at our house today. We woke up this morning and ate breakfast at Denny's, hung around the house and played all day, and got some Christmas cookies for Santa. We told Ava that Santa is coming in the house through the fireplace. She keeps saying, "Santa, fire?" I'm afraid she may think that Santa's going to blow up. We've been watching Indiana Jones movies and the original Superman, and there's lots of things that blow up. She's always concerned when something blows up and wants to know about the fire. Maybe when she sees the toys he left, she'll know he wasn't blown up! And Max, he has no clue what's going on. He's just glad to be feeling better!