This morning while eating breakfast, LP looked out the window and pointed out a Santa figurine on our neighbor's front lawn, "What's that?" she asked.
I told her that it was Santa Claus and she responded, "I don't like Santa Claus."
"That's okay, Santa is for Christmas."
I then reminded her, "We're Jewish, we don't have Christmas or Santa Claus."
"And," she chimes in, "we don't have candy for breakfast."
Upon hearing this from the other room the Hoos calls out, "We sound like Gremlins!"