My son, who is 8 years old, just wrote his letter to Santa this week. It was one of the sweetest yet. He wrote, "Dear Santa. I don't want you to work too hard on Christmas night, so I only have a request for one present: Wii Ski, the Wii game. Thank you! Love, Sam." Then he added, "P.S. I am very, very thankful for what you have given me in the past."
The thing that's remarkable (aside from my son's gratitude and concern for Santa's well being) is that my son had expressed suspicions about Santa as much as two years ago. Not too long after my friend's husband, Ben, dressed up as Santa at a kids' Christmas party, my son asked me where Ben had been when Santa visited. I told him that Ben had probably been in the kitchen. Then my son looked me in the eye and asked, "Mom, have you ever lied to me?'" I squirmed and said, "What do you mean?" whereupon my son asked, "Was that really Santa?"
Now really sweating under the hot lights of interrogation, I said, "I believe in the magic of Santa." That seemed to satisfy him, and I breathed a huge sigh of relief and tucked him into bed.
Since then, we are coming upon another Christmas with a heartfelt letter to Santa. I've spoken to a number of other third-grade parents who said their kids don't believe in Santa anymore. I am not sure if my son has talked to their kids about this, but I'm reluctant to even bring up the subject with my child. After all, wouldn't it be great if we could all believe in Santa for as long as possible? No matter what your faith or background, couldn't we all do with more magic and love in our childhood memories?
Have you had the Santa talk with your child yet?