Sunday, December 22, 2013 11:18:00 PM
We had a working fireplace when I was 5 (and the eldest of 3 kids), and Dad lay down a path of newspapers from the hearth to the tree "so Santa's sooty boots won`t dirty up Mommy`s nice carpet." And, of course, we left a Coke and cookies on TV table. Next morning, sure enough, black bootprints ran to and from the pile of presents, and only crumbs and a heel of Coke remained. Funny thing is, I don`t remember if I thought it was a scam or not!