The Princess Computer

This was Leta’s big Christmas present, something she had begged for all year long. We hid it in the hall closet and then sent her on a scavenger hunt to find clues to its location, a tradition carried over from my own childhood. At the end of her five-clue, four-room hunt when she saw the pink box sitting on the floor of the closet she screamed, “Santa sure is a good hider!” Hummph, Santa. Sure, give him all the credit for staying up late, penning those clues and figuring out hiding places. DID SANTA CARRY YOU IN HIS WOMB? I DIDN’T THINK SO.