Santa’s A-Gender
(I am 8 years old, and my brother is 5. I happen to find the Christmas gifts early, and partially open one enough to determine it is a Barbie car. As a joke, I switch the name label with one from a present for my brother. Christmas morning arrives and we’re opening gifts, when all of a sudden my brother lets out a loud, heartbreaking wail.)
Mom: “What’s wrong?”
5-year-old Brother: *holds up Barbie car* “Santa thinks I’m a girl!”



