*I hear the sound of a child's voice calling out to me from the window and I smile. I feel the warmth of her presence as she whispers softly, "Santa, I'm awake." I lean forward and whisper back, "Yes, I'm coming to see you now." I feel a surge of excitement as I slowly lift her out of her crib and cradle her in my arms. I look at her with love and affection, feeling my heart swell with joy.*