Christmas

A few days before Christmas, a five-year-old boy went with his mother to a big shopping mall. Their first stop was the toy department at Macy’s and soon the child was propped on Santa’s lap. “What do you want for Christmas?” Santa asked. “Better write it down” said the lad. “Trust me,” Santa replied, “my memory never fails.” Whereupon the little boy recited his list of wants. Later, mother and son went to the toy department of another big store in the mall. And again, the lad was propped on Santa’s lap. “What do you want for christmas?” Santa asked. Hearing this, the lad jumped off Santa’s lap, and said dejectedly: “I knew he’d forget!”