Showing posts with label Santa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Santa. Show all posts

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Signs that Christmas is coming

Six Geese A-laying
I caught these guys exiting the scene of the crime. And all this time I thought my neighbor's lil' dog was leaving those surprises on my driveway.

The old fat guy and his fan mail are here
Emma has been bringing all sorts of cute Christmasy crafts and worksheets home from school. Here in the South we're a lot more open about religion and even though they still call it "winter break" there is no hiding of the word Christmas. But I have a confession: I have Santa issues. I know boycotting the guy would make me some evil, magic-killing, prude of a parent but I just don't like the concept. I mean I don't want to put up this big lie that distracts from the real focus. I don't like the idea of my kids focusing on things they want and forget about whose birthday we're celebrating and serving others. So I try to stress the religious part with my kids and just never confirm or deny the existence of Santa. Is this evil? Does anyone else feel this way? If Santa's a big deal at your house I won't think less of you. I do understand there is something magical in believing in him and the pure joy of kids finding their treasures Christmas morning. So go ahead, talk me in or out of this. Now after that rant, I have to admit this was cute:
Emma's Letter to Santa
She wants a bike and she's "going to trane it." And if that last caption has you thinking I'm pure evil, relax, she's getting her bike and we're not going to take credit for it (even though Jamie spent hours in the basement fixing it yesterday rolling his eyes while telling me, "you get what you pay for." Hey, it looked good and clean how was I to know the bearings were shot?). But we love that girl and she has been a good girl this year. "This has been my good year," she tells me, "I haven't even gone in time out for a long time."
Christmas Artwork
Emma is becoming quite the little arteest! I love her drawings! I'm not biased; I just have the most talented, clever, amazing, brilliant, and otherwise perfect children :o)
So who wouldn't spend hours fixing a bike for such a child and in exchange for such fine art?
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