Last week, I invited you to ask me questions to help jump-start my blog with some good topics. Only two of you have done so, but boy did those two ask questions! (Anyone else who has a question is welcome to ask it in the comments here or in the previous post.)
Question #8, from the Gal over at One Gal’s Musings:
Does Book Boy still believe in the Easter Bunny?
Well, he did until about two weeks ago.
The past couple of Christmases, BB insisted once in a while that he didn’t believe in Santa Claus any longer. I knew that deep down he did but was just starting to have doubts. In 2008, I went all out to help him believe. We went to my folks’ “winter home” in Florida in Christmas. We left on Christmas Eve day and continued our drive on Christmas Day. Santa brought the kids’ stockings to the hotel where we stayed, and he left their presents at my folks’ house, so the kids got to open them shortly after we arrived. (I had ordered everything online and had it shipped to my mom.) BB was quite impressed that Santa knew where to find him and Book Girl, and I didn’t hear anything else that year about no Santa.
In 2009, BB was a little more vocal about his potential disbelief. I usually brushed his comments off by saying something like “Santa doesn’t leave presents for people who don’t believe in him, so … ” And then I apparently did an excellent job as Santa. On Christmas morning, BB said to me, “Mom, now I know that Santa’s real, because there’s no way you could have done all that by yourself!”
Fast-forward to about two weeks ago. The kids were playing in the back yard, and I could hear BG complaining about something. She came running into the bedroom where I’m feeding the baby, and said “BB keeps telling me that Santa isn’t real! Tell him he’s WRONG!” I asked her to send him in to me.
When he came in, I told him that he was not to tell BG anything about Santa not being real. He said “Mom, I know he’s not real.” I could tell he was serious this time. I did a quick mental assessment – which was better, possibly keeping the 8.5-year-old believing in Santa (assuming I could keep him believing for another 9 months until Christmas), or possibly letting him talk his 4.5-year-old sister out of believing in Santa? I decided it was best to let him in on the truth. I thought he’d have more questions about why there’s even a pretend Santa, etc. but he seemed pretty accepting when I explained that Tim and I had played Santa (figuratively, we never dressed up) all these years.
“And now that you know the truth,” I then told him, “you get to help us be Santa too.” He’ll have to help us fill stockings, wrap presents, pick out presents, etc. And best yet, even though he doesn’t believe in Santa anymore, he’ll still get presents from Santa to make sure that his little sisters still believe. He was pretty excited about helping them believe, and promised not to say anything else about Santa not being real.
And as we were ending our discussion, he looked at me and said …
“So … you must be the Easter Bunny too!”
(Wait’ll he figures out that I’m the Tooth Fairy, too!)