Thursday, December 23, 2010

In Search of the REAL Santa

It started last year.  My then 7-year old asked but I was able to put off an answer.  This year he sat me down, looked me square in the eye, and asked what most parents dread to be asked at Christmas time.  "Is Santa real?"  "Oh, no!", I thought.  My mind raced with several responses to the question.  But my most prominent thought was... my baby is growing up.

I explained to Sun Kissed Boy #1 that different families have different thoughts about Santa.  In our house we Believe!  He went on to point out all the reasons he didn't think Santa was real.  Some of them being the fake beard and fake boots.  However, affirmation of Santa's existence came when we went to the mall to pick up my Mac.





"Though I've grown old, the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe."
                                                                       -Chris Van Allsburg   
Pin It

10 Sunny Notes:

Posie Patchwork said...

Oh, whenever i've sensed this question i've trumped my eldest with the "if you still want a gift, you believe in Santa". Yep, she's made it to highschool telling us she still believes!! Honestly, why not, we believe!! I'm 35 & my mother still sends me a gift from Santa, which my father loathes as he hates sharing gift giving glory, especially when he's paid for the goodies. My other 3 children are still pretty impressed with the idea of Santa. Just blame the horrible children at school with older siblings who ruined it for your son, or dared make him question Santa!! Good luck tomorrow night, love Posie

Kristen said...

I love Polar Express :-) Great quote.

Anita @ GoingALittleCoastal said...

What a great looking Santa! I still write from Santa on their special gifts!

Teachinfourth said...

I don't have a witty comment, I just wanted you to know that I was here…

Merry Christmas, Yanet.

Anonymous said...

Okay - I am going to share something that is very ...embarrassing... but true.

I am now 26... so just 10 years ago I found out that Santa was not real. Do the math. I was a SOPHMORE in HIGH SCHOOL! I was already driving and responsible for so many things, yet I still beleived. I was sitting in English class and someone asked what I wanted for Christmas, so I told them what I had asked Santa for and the whole class looked at me and broke the news to me. I was SHOCKED. Honestly - I still catch myself getting so excited when I see Santa in the store. I get so excited I blush and get all smiley. It's basically like how you would feel meeting your favorite celebrity.

My mother has a rule - one NEVER says anything in regards to Santa not being real. My 31 year old sister and her husband were talking about how easy it is for them to get away with it because their kids sleep so well and my mom was LIVID. The kids weren't around but she was still angry that they talked about that in her house.

Every Christmas Eve we read (now watch) Polar Express and mom is always saying how we all must beleive in Santa in order to receive. :)

Just keep telling him Santa is real. It will be worth it. It keeps Christmas alive.

xoxxox
Sheena

Anonymous said...

Also, if you haven't seen this, do it NOW! :) I am sure that everyone has seen it by now, but if not, it's awesome to do! you just type in your kids names, where you live, what they want for Chirstmas and if they've been good or bad. Then you get a video from Santa for your kids! Very cool! Very easy - takes 5 minutes at the most to make it!

xoxxox
Sheena

Anonymous said...

http://www.portablenorthpole.tv/

that's the link - sorry i messed up your blog. Just delete this comment and the one just before it where I forgot to put the link. Sorry dear!

Yanet @ 3 Sun Kissed Boys said...

Thank you for the link and the amusing story, Sheena.

Cassie @ Primitive & Proper said...

i loved sheena's story by the way! i love to see my own kids believing- it is all so magical to them, which makes it magical to me. your baby is growing up, but thankfully you hit the santa jackpot at the mall! :)
merry christmas, yanet!

Life in Rehab said...

We had to finally tell The Bearded Lug when he got to high school because he truly, truly still believed, and it broke my heart to do it. It hasn't dimmed the magic a bit though since I get these silly little nuzzles from him now where he whispers, "Who's the best Santa? Mom is!"