Lies - all lies!

What is it about the holidays that changes so much when you become an adult?
I can remember being a kid, and everything seemed so magical and amazing. The lights, the cold, crisp air, the thought of that red-suited, bearded, jolly old man sneaking in through your chimney to LEAVE presents for you in exchange for a measley little cookie or two. How amazing is it to be a kid at Christmas time?
Because you eventually become an adult, and you realize that a fat man sneaking into your house at night is never going to end well. It doesn't end in a heaping pile of presents left just for you because you made the "nice list" for the year. No - your stuff is getting jacked is what actually goes on when someone slides down your chimney. You're waking up sans all things valuable - TV's, jewelry, money, etc. And if you're one of the lucky ones, you'll get to seek out your stuff at local pawn shops only to buy your own stuff back.
Welcome to the real world, kiddos. This is what life really is.