What are you doing, awake?
I can't sleep. . .
But it's almost midnight!
Exactly. I'm too excited for Christmas morning. Also, I thought I heard Santa.
Really? How do you know it was Santa?
Well, I heard that naughty boys and girls get coal in their stockings, so I thought I'd be nice and make Santa cookies. I even left out some milk. I heard someone in the kitchen eating the cookies, so I came downstairs!
Hmm. . . well I know that Santa won't come down the chimney with you hiding behind the tree, spying on him!
Really?
Really! Let's go back upstairs and get back to bed. That way, we can let Santa do his job. Then when you wake up, it will be Christmas already!
O-K. . .