My daughter Sarah (who is 5) walked in on her Dad tonight just before he was about to get in the bath tub. There he was, standing in his full glory, as she opened the door wide and said "Good night Dad! I love you! You are the best dad ever!" She then closed the door and went her way. She was completely unfazed. My husband, on the other hand was stuck dumb. It all happened so fast, and he didn't know what to do, so he did nothing. Just stood there. And mumbled weakly "uh... thanks Sarah."
You've got to love those moments. My husband told me that earlier she has asked him if Santa Claus believed in Jesus. "Of Course!" He replied. "Why wouldn't he?" Indeed.