I Hope everyone is having a Fabulous Wednesday!!!!
I wanted to know if Santa exists in your house. First I would like to give you a little background of my childhood...
Growing up, my parents always told us Santa was real. I believe a part of me wanted to believe that he was. Imagine, someone bringing you all the gifts on your Christmas list just for being good? Oh yeah, in my eyes he was real. Every year we put out cookies sometimes we bake them, sometimes they were store brought. I remember going to sleep extra early the night before Christmas and waking up even earlier in the morning the day of Christmas and running down the stairs to see what gifts Santa brought us. Every year I would watch as many Christmas movies as possible one that comes to mind is “A Christmas Story" this movie would come on every year before and after Christmas and at the time it was really entertaining to me, a child putting his tongue on a frozen pole in the winter time???? Priceless... My parents usually never put any gifts under the tree before Christmas day. The joy of waking up the morning of Christmas and believing the gifts magically appeared was a great childhood memory it was just something magical about that feeling. As prior stated my parents always told us Santa exist, they never tried to take the credit.
Now for our house...
I always wanted my son to believe in Santa. Until one year my nephew told him he was not real and he has reminded him that he is not real every year since. Prior to meeting my wonderful husband (even though my nephew already told him) I would still try to give my son the magical experience I had as a child. Once I meet my husband he explained that he does not believe in Santa and his children do not believe in Santa. So yesterday was the big test. I asked our tween if he believes in Santa. He looked at me really puzzled…No, I do not believe in Santa because Mr. Delightful told me that he is not real and then he also told me that gifts are already under the tree (with a really sarcastic smirk). I had an “aha moment” oh no, it was me all along. It was not my nephew or my hubby it was me. I never realized that putting gifts under the tree would take that magical moment away from our son’s childhood.
I forgot to mention that I found out Santa was not real from kids at school. I ignored them the first hundred times they tried to tell me. I just wanted him to exist.
Does Santa exist in your house? Will he exist if you have children? Do you put gifts under the tree before Christmas?
