You were not here when the board was just getting going and the secret of putting controlled bubbles into glass was revealed.
You could hear the cries of;
"but that's cheating!" all up and down the length of the country.
Poor Max was upset for weeks. She had had visions of somebody sitting with a special syringe introducing them delicately, one by one, (or something like that).
I do have personal connections with the tooth fairy. You don't need to worry about her.
but I can't help with santa.