Ahhh...the magic of Christmas....
My older two grew up believing that Poppa flew up to the North Pole to do the annual maintenance on the lights and electronics on Santa's sleigh. After all, he's an electrician. As an avid baker, I would join him and help Mrs.Claus in the kitchen. Everyone pitches in.
Upon our return, we'd be sure to fill the kids in on how Santa is doing, and to pass along his reminder that they must behave.
At one time, my oldest boy developed a fear of strangers, and so I told him I was actually a good witch and that I cast a spell over the house that made it perfectly safe. So now with the extra responsibility of being a witch, I'd go make sure the reindeers' magic was as powerful as it needed to be to fly around the world. We wouldn't want them to not make it to some poor child's house because the magic ran out.
An added bonus...this story doubled well for Halloween, bullies, you name it.... And I'm fairly certain my X fully agreed that I was a witch. Support from both parents is important.
To continue....the Easter Bunny is a recovering alcoholic that goes on an annual bender...staggering all over houses, spilling chocolate eggs and jelly beans...its sad really. Santa usually finds him towards the end of the night and takes him back to the North Pole to dry out.
But I digress....
Since the older two seem to have suffered only minimal mental and emotional damage, I have carried on the spinning of magical holiday tales with my two youngest innocents. There is nothing quite like the look on their little faces when the stories come to life for them. And you know, the older two are telling those same tales...
Plus it's a really good way of making them behave for 5 minutes.
:)
For those that also enjoy making Christmas real for their children (okay...maybe not in a demented way like me...but real as can be), here's a fantastic link to follow. Create a personalized message from Santa for your little one:
Message from Santa
Its way kewl! :)
