I said no more blogging, then I went back on it. A conversation between me and the very hip, very discriminating EveTushnet about telling the kids about Santa. We disagree, but she gives me the last word. Which reminds me that the last time she came to Boston I had to welsh (I'm Irish; don't like the slander, sue me!) on my promise to buy her a beer, because Mrs. Kairos Guy had already made plans, then canceled them, by getting into the Emergency Room. So I still owe her a beer.