We are driving through France in the middle of summer, it is sweltering.
My children, 7 and 8 years old, sit in the back.
My daughter asks: “Mommy. You never lie to us, do you?”
Me: “Definitely, I will never do that.”
My daughter: “Mommy, does Sinterklaas exist?”
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