My daughter believes in Santa Claus. A tragedy I’m sure. I don’t know how this could have happened.
We were at the mall a few days ago, and Grace asked to see Santa. I almost didn’t know what to say, I was so surprised by her question.
Santa has never been an issue in our house. I never believed in Santa. I always have explained to my kids that it is mom and dad who buy them presents because we love them. No way was I gonna give a big red stranger get the credit. Of course I’ve explained the tradition behind Santa Claus, but my kids know that its all just a story. At least I thought they knew.
Blake has never sat on a Santa’s lap. But on Monday, Grace did. She climbed up onto the lap of a stranger dressed in a costume (although his beard was very real and nice) and told him she wanted a Nintendo DS and a hamster.
Grace walked away from the scene with a big grin and announced that Santa was real afterall.
My son and I exchanged flabbergasted looks. For a moment I was tongue tied while Blake gave her a hundered reasons why Santa could not possibly be real. You know the ususal proof: “What about houses with no fireplaces?”
Yet, she was determined to believe. I smiled down at her, not wanting to crush her spirit, and told her I’m glad she finally got to meet Santa.
Did you believe in Santa when you were young? Do your children (current or future) believe in Santa?