Dialogue:
Hanging Up the Stocking
Dad: Well, it’s almost time for bed. When you wake up, it’ll be Christmas morning.
Erin: Oh, I’d better hang up my stocking and get some cookies and milk ready for Santa!
Dad: Aren’t you a little bit old to believe in Santa Claus.
Erin: No.
Dad: No?
Erin: You know mom’s rule: as long as I believe in Santa there will be a present under the tree from him on Christmas morning.
Dad: I see. Well, if you’re going to prepare a snack for Santa I suggest you leave him a piece of pizza and a glass of beer instead.
Erin: Beer and pizza for Santa?
Dad: Yeah, I happen to know he prefers beer and pizza to cookies and milk.
Erin: Fine. Is there a particular brand of beer that Santa likes?