This was the first year Nate stayed awake after church, so he could leave a snack for Santa. He chose a Christmas bagel (bagel with cream cheese and Christmas sprinkles) and lemonade. When he woke up, though, his first order of business was to cuddle with Grandma Happy, who was visiting. He stayed so long we thought maybe he'd forgotten it was Christmas morning. But after a while, he said, "Well, let's go see if Santa Cwase weft pwesents and ate his snack."
So downstairs he went, bypassed the tree and toys, to check on the snack. After expressing amazement that it was in fact eaten, he asked why Santa left some. Fearing hurt feelings, I was frantically searching for an explanation, when he brightened and said, "He weft some for me!" and dug in.
Then he took his time playing with his toys, handing out presents to others, and playing with Happy (and cousin Sara when she visited in the afternoon.)
He's a very wise three-year-old, so we took his advice: