Yesterday Blossom #4 wanted me to swear on the bible and stick a needle in my eye promise that I wasn't Santa. What's a mom to do?!? So, I did it, I told her the truth... that mom and dad give her the gifts from Santa. I think that she was ready for the truth and, I have to say, that I kind of did it for selfish reasons... now I don't need to worry about her finding Santa wrapping paper in the garbage or how I label the gifts because she might recognize my handwriting, and, now, we get credit for all the fun stuff from Santa. Whew - it's kind of a relief. I kind of feel bad though, because after I told her the truth, she said she wished she didn't know. So, I said, let's not tell dad that you know so it's kind of a trick on him now and she liked that idea!
I read this yesterday:
(Sad to say I can't remember where I read it and it was only yesterday!)
First you believe in Santa.
Then you don't believe in Santa.
Next you become Santa.
Finally you look like Santa.
Have a very merry day!
Karin
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