a mystery

A few days after Christmas I noticed William sitting at the fireplace looking in and upward. As I asked what he was doing I realized he was trying to figure out how "hoho" gets down the chimney.
He tries to figure it all out. He tells me "hoho fat"then tries to act like he is squeezing into something. I love his thought process.
He sticks his hand up to feel around...

all he finds is black soot and in his words asks if Santa gets dirty too. YUCK!

We have been going through these questions for the past monthly on pretty much a daily basis now. Some examinations of the fireplace last longer than others but again I love watching him try to figure it all out.

Just this weekend as we pulled up to our house, he looked at the smoke stack on the roof and wanted to know more about Santa and that little hole."Mama, HoHo in?", he asked.

Just yesterday he grabbed two plates and put them by the fireplace, asked for a hot dog and told me "HoHo eat hot dog." He did not want to listen to me as I told him we must wait another year (apparently a long year) before the big guy comes back around. Maybe next year we will leave him a hot dog too.

He even gets Brooke involved in the investigation and trying to get all of the details on this unsolved mystery.