If you still believe in Santa Clause, do not read beyond this point.
We don’t “do” the whole Santa thing. It is a personal decision. There is no real super educated or in-depth reason as to why we do not, we just don’t feel like we have to.
I found out the “truth” about Santa when I was around 4. I asked my Mom if he was real and she told me the truth (thanks Mom for not lying- I know it was hard for you). So because I never really grew up believing myself, it was never really an exciting magical thing. Therefore I don’t really see what Lucy could be missing by not believing. I don’t think she is really missing out on anything except for disappointment in the future.
I am not judging you if you choose to believe in Santa. I do not care and it does not matter to me whether or not your children do Santa or not.
Oh, but those poor little kids… what will they think when they find out the truth?! The tears…
HaHa.
I do believe that the true meaning of Christmas is the Birth of Jesus Christ. I do not love the whole commercial aspect of Christmas and I don’t like that Santa is taking the place of the real reason for this Holiday. St. Nicholas was a real person and has a real story, and that Santa Lucy will learn about and hopefully follow.
I really love this Veggie Tales Christmas movie. You should watch it.
Okay, so blah-blah-blah… Here is the real reason for this post.
We visited “Santa” today. I did it. I traumatized my child. I never thought I would do it but there wasn’t a long line and he had a great mustache!
Yeah, I couldn’t make her do it alone. So, I traumatized Eli too. I wonder if his Mom will ever let him come back?
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Hahaha poor kids but this is just too funny and too cute. Their faces are priceless! And that Santa is actually a pretty nice and jolly looking one! I was always a little ‘unsure’ of Santa when I was little too. And since I was neighbors to Amber’s Grandfather, he would come visit me in his full Santa costume every Christmas morning and I’m pretty sure I cried most of those mornings… until I was old enough to recognize him 😉