Wow! Can we say tear-jerker? Your comments yesterday for Giving Tuesday were amazing, inspiring, and sniffle-inducing. You came up with an unbelievable wealth of ideas, actions, and promises to make this world a better place. Please bookmark yesterday’s post and go back to it to read and re-read the comments whenever you need a reminder of why we should believe in humanity.
Please remember that prize winners need to contact your prize donor within four days of the public announcement. We’ve had so many surprise day and special posts that we’ve had a prize announcement every single day plus more scheduled today, tomorrow, and Saturday. 🙂 So far, the prize winners have been:
Roz Harrison Minelle Erzabet Bishop Joelle Casteel Ria Tessa Abby Michelle Willms
Michelle, you need to contact Kathryn Blake. Erzabet through Abby, you need to contact Sue Lyndon. Contact information here.
Also, don’t forget you need to sign up here for your comments today to count as prize entries. So far, a whopping 39 people are in contention for Perfect Attendance! Way to go! If you’ve missed one or two days, don’t despair. There will be plenty of other prizes, and grand prizes drawings (in addition to daily drawings) are separate.
Be sure to check the main page now and then because I add new prizes and prize donors almost every day. Some new prizes (not yet listed) will include a second paddle donated by Nickie Flynn and a gift certificate to Adam and Gillian. If you go to their Loopy Johnny product description page, you’ll see what I think of that product! 😀 If Mrs. Claus ever shops at Adam and Gillian, I am DOOMED!!
Tomorrow we will celebrate St. Knickerless Day. Yes. Underwear. You’ve got to see this to believe it, I tell you. 😀
Ria, we would love to know how the intervention went. Many people held you in prayer and positive thoughts yesterday.
Today’s post is brought to you by Dinah McLeod, who will be responding to your comments. She will randomly pick one lucky winner from today’s commenters to receive a book of your choice. Be good to her…or I’ll send Mrs. Claus after you with a switch!
My parents tried as hard as they could to keep the Christmas spirit alive for us. Well, at least the myth of Santa Claus. I think I was about ten when I told my parents, right before Christmas, that I no longer believed in Santa Claus. It’s an interesting dilemma: I think most kids secretly want to believe, but logically, it doesn’t make much sense that one man can deliver presents to all the children of the world, much less know who’s been naughty and who’s been nice. (I’ve been nice this year, I swear! And if not, well, I’ve paid the piper.) My reasoning was far more simple: we had no fireplace and I’d never seen any proof of Santa, so therefore… you know how kids think they know everything.
That same year, my parents wedged a ripped piece of red felt in the closed door and innocently told me that Santa must have gotten his suit stuck in the door on the way out. I don’t know why I bought it, but I did. Like I said, deep down we want to believe. It bought me another year or so before I could no longer dispute the sad truth: Santa wasn’t real. Christmas changed after that. It no longer seemed as exciting or as memorable. I also noted that the amount of presents beneath the tree began to dwindle, too. Coincidence? Seems like Santa was the one responsible for most of the loot.
Now, as a parent myself, I have to admit I never liked the Santa myth. I wanted to tell my kids the truth right away. Not because it’s dishonest, or anything like that. No, my reason is much more selfish: I simply want the credit for all those great gifts! Well, my husband won the Santa battle and I have to admit (maybe not to him, though) that I’m glad he did. Every year my kids grow more and more excited about Christmas. Sometimes they are so full of joy and wonder that it makes me laugh at loud in delight. Corny, right? But so true.
My favorite part of Christmas is waiting downstairs with the camera and taking pictures as they come down the stairs. Those first few moments of childish awe and delight can never be completely captured by lens and film. I still keep trying, though, and I don’t think I’ll ever give up. We all need something to believe in, so why not something that brings us happiness and eager anticipation? I have to admit, sometimes I think I look forward to this time of year more than my kids do! Tomorrow I’m going to sit them down and we’re going to write our first ever letter to Santa. They’re going to tell me what they want (I will mentally reply that all their presents are already bought, so there!) and the magic will live on just a little longer. None of us know when the dreaded “Santa” conversation will come, and although I think I have a few more years, I’m determined not to take a single second of this season for granted.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Today’s question: Did you believe in Santa as a child, and did you teach your children (if you have children) to believe in Santa? Why or why not? What is your favorite memory related to Santa? (For me, the attraction has always been Mrs. Claus rather than Santa. She bakes, she makes people happy, and…she brandishes a wooden spoon! What’s not to like? I don’t remember believing in Santa, but I do remember my parents telling me how I liked to count the number of Santas I saw each year.)