The other day a close friend asked me if Natalie and I were getting Rose’s picture taken with Santa this year or if we thought she was too young. He asked me this with a huge smile on his face full of excitement.
Nope, I replied, I am not sure we will be doing the whole Santa thing with our kids. You would have thought he was looking at The Grinch incarnate. His look of excitement turning quickly to “why would you shatter her little world”
The fact is friend of mine, we are not shattering anything. I am going to play the Santa card by ear. I am all about myths and story telling. I will encourage my little girl to have a HUGE imagination. As I do my self. If she wants to know the origins of Santa I will gladly tell her the stories. I am not going to (this is my opinion) dupe her from childhood. If she is anything like her old man she is going to see the hole in the Santa story anyhow. So why make myself look like an idiot. If she wants to believe I will go all out to please her.
Christmas has always been a different holiday for me. I am not a Christian me and the J.C. don’t see eye to eye on a lot of things (that is for another post) So Christmas has always been celebrated around me my whole life as I was dragged along. The holiday to me is all about family. Getting together celebrating the end of another year before ushering in the new one.
I am not a grinch I love this season. I love how full of life everyone gets and I love that others start showing their generosity. I just don’t know why Santa is needed. I would rather my little girl respect her parents enough to be good in all ways out of love for us, than for fear of the fat peeping tom watching her all year…