It's the time of year when our son bemoans the fact that we don't get a Christmas tree or adorn our lawn with a giant inflatable Santa.
So I found myself commiserating with a Muslim parent about the challenges of being one of a few families at school who don't celebrate Christmas. "It's not like they make marshmallow peep Maccabees," I say, "or Mohammed." And I stop short, wondering if I've joined company with Salman Rushdie.
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