Friday, March 27, 2009

Santa is Real!

I had to share this picture....I remember when I took it, I was wondering what she was thinking about. When she got off of Santa's lap, I asked her and this is what she said, "That wasn't a helper. I believe that was the REAL SANTA!" That would explain the look of awe on her face. I like to think Santa is real too.....



Do your kids still believe? My oldest is eight, and is a firm believer....

I have a friend who thinks it is terrible to perpetuate the myth of Santa...what do you think? I think it is terrible to perpetuate child abuse and stuff like that....Santa is fun and teaches you to give....

I do admit, it is odd that we encourage our children to go sit on a stranger's lap, take candy from him, and tell him their deepest desires.....but I digress....

7 comments:

Jana said...

I told Kayt when she was eight because I worried kids would tease her. I may have jumped the gun, but she handled it well.

Kenni started wondering so we let her in on the secret when she was eight too. Although, she has been wondering if real leprechauns visited her classroom this month...interesting.

Kam still believes, but honestly I find it more enjoyable when they know.

My brother told me when I was two or three. So I never really knew what it was like to believe.

Dellp said...

Myth? What do you mean myth? Is there something that someone needs to tell me?

No wait! I don't want to know. I won't believe you anyhow.

2busy said...

My boys both found out at school when they were in first grade. Nicole on the other hand found out last year when she was 9. I had to tell her because she is too smart for her own good. She was using google earth to try and find the North Pole and was getting upset because it wasn't there. I had to let her into the "secret santa club".

William said...

It's wrong to lie to your kids! You're all going straight to hell! >:D

A week or so ago, Booger-boy asked me to help him build a leprechaun trap at school. I told him that first he would need to write about what he might do if he caught a leprechaun. His written answer went something like this:

"First I would boil him up! Then I would chain him to the wall. Then he would turn good and be my friend!"

So, we made a crude leprechaun trap out of cardboard, construction paper, and a tissue.*

Before school the next morning, I planted leprechaun tracks on the table leading to and from the trap, drafted up a quick leprechaun note, and dropped a few golden dove promises into the trap.

I cannot describe the look of awe and magic in his eyes, later in the day when Booger-boy and I went to check on our trap! I pretended to be bummed out by not having caught a leprechaun to which Booger-boy responded, "it's okay, we proved that they really exist!"

Sometimes it's good to lie. :D

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*Of course, I heard no objection to using a tissue in his artwork, but I'd would have had to break his arm to get him to put one to his face!

Holly said...

I know this is going to make for a very very long post but this is what I will give Jayson when he asks...I believe it is well said. So I say what is wrong with a child thinking there is a little magic and good in the world?


Dear Editor—

I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, “If you see it in The Sun, it’s so.” Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?

Virginia O’Hanlon

Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood

stoner said...

Holly....I really liked that....very nice. My girls still believe in fairies too.....I will keep that for Doughie and Sassy....

Tammie said...

Jesse was twelve (yes I know) when he finally came to me and said "Mom is there a Santa Clause, cuz I don't want to be embarrassed telling the other kids there is when there's not!" I told him that Santa is the spirit of giving so in a sense we are all santa. Jesse: Soooo, you give us the presents on Christmas morning? Me: [pause]Yes. Jesse: Ok as long as I don't get teased for saying the wrong thing!
He still gets the fact that Santa is giving. And has never questioned the reality of the fat man again!
Abbie is 9 and I hesitate, I believe your child should ask, you should never break the news before that point. As close as her and cierra are, when she knows so will Cierra.
I was the youngest and never admitted to my mother that at 11 or 12 I found out that she was Santa. Chrismas morning was ALWAYS from Santa. In fact he still brings all of Grandma and Grandpas toys!