|I left this for you, Santa.|
M: I don't want it. You can just leave it out for Santa.
Me: No, if you don't want it I'll throw it away.
M: Just leave it there and it will be gone in the morning.
Yes, that's right, kids. Every night when you go to bed, Santa comes and eats everything you leave on your plates. Then he washes your dishes and cleans the kitchen. He's a swell guy that Santa.