Santa Claus

So, last night my darling daughter *ahem* dd for short, stopped herself before going to bed to stand in front of me to tell me very close to this......a couple of years ago, I saw wrapping paper here that was the same paper that was on my Christmas presents.

Busted.

You know what is the funniest part about this....I remember seeing her see it. It was in a closet either in the front coat closet or in the bottom of my closet. She stopped and saw it and moved on. Last night I was a bit thankful for ADHD - I because I was able to distract her from continuing on with the conversation. It went a bit of something like this.....M go to the bathroom and brush your teeth to get ready for bed. And that was it on the conversation.


Thinking about this, we have never really done the "Santa" thing. We don't put cookies out. We don't take the kids to see Santa at the mall. We've never really done the letters, but this year M is really is into it....I also think it may be close to being one of the last years she will be. We do wait to put gifts out until Christmas morning and no names are ever on the gifts. I don't know. I go back in forth in my head. Part of me thinks it's fine to let them pretend and part of me feels a bit like I'm lying. Just my personal conviction.

So, Santa. Do you remember when you stopped believing? I believe I was 8. My grandpa had gotten very sick and was in the hospital and my poor family was running up there often, trying to go to work, school, find babysitters, etc. Anyway, on Christmas Eve Santa always came to my grandparents house to deliver a few gifts there (and always at our house on Christmas morning, he came twice for us :-), but that year we didn't go there on Christmas Eve. Instead on Christmas morning, I believe, we woke up and found gifts under our tree. I remember I got a chair to go with my desk and on the chair was a note from Santa.......except it was my mom's handwriting.

So, tell me what you remember about figuring it out.