I’m having a serious holiday identity crisis and it’s reaching the height of its intensity this week before Christmas.
My perceptive three-year-old has been asking a lot of questions about Santa, my Pinterest boards are blowing up with cooler moms’ Santa crafts, and here I am, suiting up for my role as the frazzled, cynical mom in the Christmas movies.
(Cue my parental Grinch guilt…and…go!)
See, I have a confession to make. We’re not encouraging our girls to believe in Santa. (Ducks and covers). We celebrate a fairly normal Christmas with a nativity, a tree, and Dr. Who Christmas specials. We give gifts, we sing carols, and we have our Christmas breakfast tradition, but we don’t maintain the charade that Santa is real.
I’ve wrestled with this a lot- I certainly want to cultivate a childhood of wonder and surprise, but I just dread the moment when our kids find out that they’ve been massively trolled by their parents for years.
So here’s our plan- when our daughters ask, we tell them that Santa is pretend, just like Cinderella, Woody, and Elmo. It’s fun to imagine that Santa brings us presents, but really, it’s Mom and Dad giving them gifts because we love them. Santa is a reminder that it’s fun to give gifts and show love to the people around us.
I did some Pinteresting and found a really sweet letter for parents whose kids find out that Santa isn’t real. (Holla if you know the original source, by the way- I’d love to give these thoughtful parents the credit due to them!) This might be a happy medium for some of you Santa Believers.
I’m curious- how do the rest of y’all fall on the Santa Spectrum? Is he real and everyone who doesn’t believe in him is ruining Christmas? Is he simply a commercial construct intended to line the pockets of department stores worldwide? Let us know what you think!