100 little wordsAffecting a lilting accent, she tilted her head and asked "why?"Such a simple question, but one steeped with such gravitas and longing. Her huge brown eyes longed to know the answer to her simple question, yet there was hesitation there. Did she really want to know? Or was she happy to be kept in the dark just that little bit longer? It wasn't long, but why was the intolerant wait being forced upon her?And with a sweet smile, the long awaited response came:"No sweetie. You'll just have to wait until tomorrow morning to open your Christmas presents."