It's Christmas and you're in the kitchen with your daughter baking cookies. "Santa will love them" your daughter looked up smiling at you "right?" You nodded "absolutely!". After the cookies were baked. You poured milk into a cup and left them on thr counter.You did this every year for your daughter, all her imagination "let's go to bed okay?" She said "I hope he comes tonight". You giggled "he will dont worry". You take You daughter into bed then went to your own room and fell asleep.