It’s true. For some reason I just don’t like Santa.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m not one of those people who feels that he represents all that is evil and should be avoided and de-bunked at all costs. I like movies with Santa in them (all the classics-Rudolph, Frosty, Miracle on 34th St. etc) some Christmas stories like The Littlest Elf, and I like Santa hats–as seen by this way too cute future black mail picture
But when it comes to other decorations, wrapping paper, and just other things about him in general-I just don’t like him at all. I mean–if you really stop and think about it an old fat guy in a red suit sneaking into your house?? Little creepy
Now, I’m sure a big part of this is the fact that I never ever remember believing in Santa. Though my parents let us when we were really little as soon as we asked if he was real they told us the truth. I have always appreciated that they didn’t lie and honestly I never cared. As long as I got presents and we could play along I really didn’t care who brought them. My Mom always signed our biggest gift “From Santa” up until I moved out and I always thought that was fun.
Another reason, of course, is because I’ve always wanted to focus more on Jesus birth and the true meaning behind everything.
So this year I felt faced with a dilemma of sorts. I’m thrilled because Amber is old enough to finally “get” Christmas. She looooves the Christmas tree and decorations and is so excited about everything. I was debating whether or not I should start the whole Santa thing. I figured I should….but like I said-I don’t like Santa.
My dilemma was solved when she came running up to me the other day yelling “Momma-Santa’s coming!!!” (I later figured out that one of her PBS shows had a Christmas episode all about Santa, haha) I decided to go with it and tell her that yes, he is coming and will leave presents. My questions about whether or not to “have” Santa were answered when her eyes lit up and she jumped up and down in joy–and has continued to do every single day.
So although I still don’t really like Santa–it’s fun for Amber to like him. And since I plan on telling her the truth as soon as she asks I’m going to cherish these few years while she still believes!