Would've been a miracle. But Jewish.
Backstory
It's a little before 12:30 on Christmas morning and I just heard a thud on the roof. I know that it's just the weather, but I suddenly wish I was about 6 or 7 years old and believed in Santa. I can just imagine the giddiness that I'd be feeling now as I bounded into my parents room to alert them of "Santa's" arrival. by HopeInPain in Six-Word Memoirs on Dec 24, 2012 | 
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oopsalittle says,
That's cute.