As a child I was always excited when Christmas was just around the corner. Oh how I loved to go and visit Santa and tell him all I wanted. That is until I was in the 4th grade when some punk by the name of Andy was telling everyone that there was no such thing as Santa. I thought I was going to die! Seriously, I was devestated to say the least. I felt that my life changed, and out the window my childhood went. I promised myself that I would keep my children believing in Santa for as long as I could. Oh sure every kid runs into "Andy" and comes home to question their parents. Such did my daughter when she was in the 3rd grade, I would cringe when she asked, for I dreaded my kids finding out the truth. So I would always ask her "What do you think?" And her little innocent face would look at me and say "I believe that there is a real Santa", she would then run off to play or finish baking cookies with me. Well this went on for 3 more years, with my hubby laughing at me and shaking his head, he couldn't believe that I wouldn't tell her what he says she already knew. Finally she asked and I said well there is in fact a Santa but this one doesn't ride a sleigh with reindeer. I proceeded to tell her that yes all of your "Andy" friends are right, your parents are Santa. She smiled at me and said "I thought so".
I thought, "THAT'S IT? NO CRYING ABOUT IT? NO RANTING ABOUT IT?" She sure wasn't acting like I did when I heard the news. Goes to show you how mature kids are now a days. She did come back to ask "does that mean there is no tooth fairy and Easter bunny too?" LOL
Now comes my son, who is in the 5th grade and who has been asking me for the last 2 years "Mom is there really a Santa?"
I will approach it the same way I did for my eldest daughter, as I will with my twin girls when they start asking. If you believe that is all that matters.
Having that belief in Santa is so special to children that for me it is hard to finally tell them that the little round belly man in a red suit that drives a sleigh with 8 reindeer (plus Ruldolph) is just not true.
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- Kate said...
November 14, 2007 at 7:29 AMWasn't that the worst news? I had an "Andy" too, but her name was Ashley and we were in 5th grade and she was so "sophisticated". I felt sooo stupid when I found it and she just kept on laughing that I acutally believed in Santa. Ugh, kids can be so mean. I like how you dealt w/ it with your kids. I'm sure it's a sad day for any parent :(- Ordinary Randomness said...
November 14, 2007 at 7:57 AM4th and 5th grade? I found out in 2nd grade.- Kate said...
November 14, 2007 at 11:36 AMMy grandpa told my mom when she was 5 - nice, huh? He can be such a tard.- big E said...
November 16, 2007 at 11:09 AMWHAT? NO SANTA? THIS IS BULL!$#@