I just got home from going out to lunch with my friend, Colton. We went to Pizza Hut and had a very enjoyable meal fill with stimulating conversation and stuffing ourselves with gross amounts of pizza, pasta, bread sticks, and salad.
While we were eating, we heard a little girl on the other side of the nearly empty restaurant ask her mother, "Mom, did God make Santa?" I was amazed at the sweetness and innocence of this little girl. I laughed and thought about the days when I had the same open mind and accepting personality of this little girl and wondered to myself why those days must be bygone. What I would not give to be a child again.
