Reese: "I wish Santa gave me my old foot skin for Christmas."
Mommy: "Your what? Old foot skin?"
M: "What would you do with your old foot skin?"
R: "Oh, I'd put it on the floor & look at it. You gotta do what you gotta do, you know?"
Crap. Santa spent loads of $$ on all sorts of toys, when all Reese really wanted was some dead skin cells on the floor. I'll keep that in mind next year...