This was from a couple days ago but I wanted to get this into my blog because this is a prompt that is actually a true thing in my life. Ok, so Ill explain!! When I was a little child I remember going to my Grandmothers house every Christmas eve and having all my family there including relatives we only saw but once a year, a gorgeous tree decorated by my grandma with a train that was in the family for years and the joy in everyone face as you would walk thru the door. The most important thing about that night tho was the family tradition we started when my brother (who was the oldest) was just a tiny thing and it followed thru to the rest of the kids in the family, all the way to when my daughter was 6 -7 and now the rest of my family carries the tradition on because my grandmother has since past on and my daughter has figured out the big family secret. Getting back to those nights, after we all would finish dinner and it would be dark enough, my father in his own chair would announce to us kids that he believed he thought he heard Santa and the reindeer might be in the area!!! All us kids would run up stairs and go from bedroom to bedroom to bathroom, my dad would frequently yell to us, “Can we see Rudolph’s red nose?” and so on and so forth!! All of a sudden my dad would yell…Hey kids…I think I hear something, ya better come down and see if you can see him, so we would race down to see if one of us could get a look and he would pop up in the picture window for all of us to see him!! We would scream and someone would run to the door to open it for him… There was always a chair set out for him and my dad always had the same thing planned to say to Santa, “So hows the weather and hows Rudolph doing. Would ya like a drink or have ya had a little too much eggnog at the different houses??” Santa would HO-HO-HO then sit down with his big red bag in hand. We all would eagerly sit as close as we could to him waiting for him to pick just us to help him hand out gifts and be his special one!!! I always wondered as I got older and teased at school why someone at that particular time had to go and get ice, but my will to believe in Santa was stronger and I didn’t care what people at school said. In my eyes he was real and that was all that mattered. I am not sure exactly how old, maybe 11 or 12 when I finally gave in a figured out that Santa wasn’t real anymore but then it was even more fun because I knew something that I felt made me cool, I was just like the adults. Since it was my brother and me at that time who knew the truth and I had cousins younger than me who still believed in Santa, it was now my responsibility to play along for the other kids. I was in heaven…lol…I still didn’t know all the ins and outs about it but that was okay, in my eyes it was still special to see the younger ones believe in him. I can still remember my best friend at that time saying to me when we were kids, Santa isn’t real, its just one of your family members dressing up and playing the part. I remember saying to her and sternly saying it almost swearing to it, “shut up, you don’t know what you are talking about. Everyone in my family is there, no one is dressed up as Santa and So and so is getting ice at the store. You don’t know what you’re talking about.” I sit back and just smile to myself about it and how serious that 11 year old girl was standing in my friends living room with my hand on my hip waving my finger at her..lol.. The things you remember from your childhood. Yet I cant remember something 3 days ago, but I remember that almost 20 years ago. Funny how the mind works.
When I became pregnant with my daughter there were no more kids left to do the Santa tradition anymore, so my grandma had made a comment about how she was actually gonna miss going thru the whole production and all, she was in her 80’s at that time and a full blooded German lady…Bless her heart, tho cranky at times. I remember telling her that just think you wont have to worry about the family tradition going down the tubes anymore and she said, “Well, Why? I went on to tell her she was about to get her very first Great Grand well I knew it was going to be a girl, we just had to wait til she was born and I told her the best part, was that ~J~ would be born in time for Christmas so there wouldn’t be a year in over 20 years straight that would be missed. I was right, J, was born 2 weeks before Christmas and while J didn’t understand what was going on, we still kept up with Tradition. We also had the family tradition each year at Easter that my Uncle would go and hide so many plastic eggs for us kids and then each year as we got older he would reduce one egg until we hit 16 and then we couldn’t find anymore eggs. Well, the problem when we were kids was that The Easter Bunny would occasionally forgot at that moment where he hid who’s egg and where so often times it took us hours to find all of our eggs. Tho he never did learn until my Grandmother had passed on and he moved to a new house that he was to write down where he hid the eggs. Well, by that time he was only hiding eggs for one person and much fewer eggs. Tho it was always a lot of family fun and those are the memories you never forget and treasure always. We just tease him always as Easter rounds if he wants to do an Easter egg hunt and if he wants to remember it purely by memory or not. To his luck he hasn’t had to do a hunt in several years…lol
With That being said!!! In my family, I think it is a fun and harmless fiction…A harmless fib If you will!!! I don’t believe it is a pointless justification for lying to your children because in my family we have several family traditions that we hold dear to our hearts and have been going on for decades.
My oldest daughter ~J~ has already figured out that Santa, The Easter bunny and The Tooth Fairy don’t exist and I feel I was a good mom because it took her til she was almost 12 to figure it out, meaning I did a good job allowing her to stay a kid for that much longer. These days of cell phones, computers, and whatnot kids are not staying children as long as we did anymore. So if I am able to create something that allows my child to stay a child for a few years longer…Your right I am going to do whatever I can to keep her my baby(with in reason). I mean really what harm did it cause, her to receive a few more presents, a couple more dollars, Family memories to treasure and valued time no one can bring back?
Now she is super excited!!! She gets to be the big girl when it comes to her sister, she gets to hold the secrets to the all mighty Santa Clause, The Easter Bunny and when the time comes…Mom is definantly going to let her big one to hand out the money as the Tooth Fairy!!! She doesn’t know that yet but hey a mom has to keep some secret right?? lol…hehe