Looking for a fresh, unpredictable new Christmas play without the usual greedy Victorian misers, BB gun-obsessed midwestern kids or acerbic department store elves? This critically acclaimed one-actor show takes place at Christmas present and past, as David (a guy who once believed he'd make the world's worst father) appears with a wooden box of family artifacts, and maybe a stool, to deliver a true roller-coaster of a tale. Beginning with David's earliest memory of Santa Claus (he was four, and it was the morning he figured out there WAS no Santa Claus), to his very reluctant embrace of fatherhood (he never really wanted kids) and his growing obsession with assuring his kids believed in Santa longer than he did, and what happens when a family tragedy at the holidays threatens to derail everything. How long can David sustain his commitment to making Christmas magical for skeptical Jenna and wide-eyed believer Andy ... in spite of everything? To what lengths can one increasingly inventive dad go to make Santa Claus real? And what would happen if it all backfired in unpredictable, hilarious, heartbreaking and heartwarming ways? This is a play about the true magic of Christmas: love, and the beautiful backfires that come - Santa or no Santa, broken hearts or no broken hearts - from simply loving each other. What does any of this have to do with polar bears? You are invited to read the script and find out. We promise you it's not what you're expecting. (Wanting: Probably not appropriate for children young enough to still be writing letters to Santa).