God or Santa?

On our walk today, I heard this random question from the stroller: "Mom, who's nicer - God or Santa?" 

After I stopped laughing, I said, "Definitely God.  Santa is very kind and generous, but the reason he started giving toys to kids was because he was trying to be like Jesus.  Plus God created Santa, so without God there wouldn't even BE a Santa."  (I chose to think of "Santa" as the real "St. Nicholas" and answer the question that way.)

Then the boys had a competition as to who loves God more -- "I love him THIS much!"  "Well, *I* love him THIIIIIIIS much!" as they stretched their arms out to their sides as far as they could reach. 

As I was putting Anders down for his nap, I was singing and rocking him and he asked me, "Where's Isaac?" 

I said, "In the living room." 

"Where's Ando?" he mischievously asked. 

"Right here!" I tickled him. 

"Where's Momma?" he smiled at me.

"I'm right here, cuddling with Anders." 

And then he said something really sweet: "God with me." 

"That's right, and he loves you very much." 

"Love Santa.  Sit Santa's lap." 

*Sigh.*