Come in, Santa…

“Mama, can I have a Phineas and Ferb shirt for Christmas?”

“I don’t know,Tyler.  That’s something you’ll have to ask Santa for.”

“Oh.  But I don’t have his number.”

“Well see, that’s what’s so magical about Santa.  You don’t need a telephone to reach him.  All you have to do is talk to him in your head, and he’ll hear you.”

“Oh.”

(After a silent moment)

“Mama, will you ask Santa for me?  He didn’t say ‘what.'”