Does Mrs. Clause Know?

It's breakfast and The Boy decides it's fun to eat without using his hands by sticking his face into the bowl. Quite a mess, must stop this. "Hey. Where did you learn to eat like that?"

"Judy"

"Who's Judy?"

"She lives there," pointing out the window.

I'm actually concerned because there is a woman sleeping in the alley behind our house. "Exactly where does Judy live?"

"Out there. In Santo."

Santo? Is that the make of car she sleeps in? "What's Santo?"

"Out there. Up in the sky. With red coat and hat and 'Ho Ho Ho'."

"You mean Santa? Judy lives with Santa?"

"Yeah. In the sky. And they're gonna come and they have lots of stuff."

"What kind of stuff?"

"Uh... candy... and balls."

Candy and balls. Well, my Christmas shopping is done.