She's definitely my daughter, poor thing. She's hit the age where she's a confirmed nonbeliever. The only of my children who had become adamant about it - the boys still "believe" today. I've been peppered for the last month with- statements about her nonbelief and questions about when we told the boys there's no such thing as Santa. I honestly was able to tell her that we've *never* told them that Santa doesn't exist. Truly, in my book Santa is real. So.... when I picked her up from the Christmas Bazaar yesterday, she hit me with this little morsel of 11-year-old wisdom: He knows when you are sleeping. He knows when you're awake. He knows if you've been bad or good. So he's watching you all the time so he's a stalker. It's creepy, Mom. Out of the mouths of babes.