Where Are You?

I forgot to mention in my last blog that after a long day of being good, I was bragging on the phone to the boy's Granny. I said something to the effect of, "They both were so good all day. They listened and were very good boys." I was saying this, in part, so they would hear me bragging about their good behavior. I then heard Braylon yelling in the direction of the sky, "Santa??? Where are you????"