Christmas spirit: Will they hate me for lying?

Santa Claus

Santa Claus (Photo credit: Christopher S. Penn)

I love Christmas, the tinsel, the baubles, even the tinny songs in supermarkets aren’t all bad…

So when it reaches December the 1st in our house, it means one thing only; advent calendars out, tree up and Christmas music on the iThingies. You couldn’t get a house with more Christmas Spirit if you stole an Elf from the North Pole.

Nonetheless, it still makes me feel uncomfortable.

I know, I’m an old Scrooge  It didn’t used to make me feel this way, it was only when I had kids that it started…

Kids are meant to make you MORE Christmassy.

But they didn’t, I was overdosing on tinsel anyway.

My problem is that I find it gob-spankingly hard lying to the kids about Santa (and the Tooth Fairy too).

Don’t get me wrong, I am just as into the whole Christmas deception thing as the next man, but that doesn’t mean I have to feel comfortable about the whole thing. Don’t worry, I am not going to be the bad Christmas Fairy that tells the kids that Santa isn’t real, and steals away Christmas Joy.

My kids love the magic, the wonderful anticipation of what Santa will bring, and the writing of those amazing letters that we pop into the post box is a highlight of my year. I can’t wait to see what the two most treasured things in my life think is important enough to include on their list.

However, I still feel weird about lying about the big man.

Particularly when Chatterbox believes SO much that last year she made sure the route from the Christmas tree to the chimney was spick and span. We wouldn’t want Santa tripping now would we?

Rules is Rules, Mum

You see, it worries me what Chatterbox will do when she discovers that its all a big adult fib. Will she think I have betrayed her trust forever? Will she hate me and slam the door because we told her the same super-amazing lie each year?

She is such a trusting soul. In her head, life seems to work because there are rules, and people stick to them. One of those rules is that parent’s don’t lie to their daughters…

I am very much hoping that she will think its “cool” that she has grown up enough to be “let in on” that big adult secret that we all have to keep for the “kids.”

I certainly don’t remember throwing my Santa hat at my mum when I found out he wasn’t all I thought he was. In fact, I don’t even remember finding out, so perhaps its not that bad after all….

How do you feel about the Santa fib? Do you feel the same as me, or have a lost my tinsel-soaked mind?

Source for photo is Flickr.

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