||I hope I never know so much that I'm completely grown up. Not only is it less fun there, I think it's also harder than it has to be. Life seems to always be tough enough without our adding cynicism to the equation. My daughter vehemently endorses Santa; she says he's real if you believe him to be. And I am so with her. I like fairy dust. I like the inside jokes and practical jokes and uncontrolled laughter even when it's not entirely appropriate. And I love the possibilities that lie in a place like that.