Well, it's official. Not every child in our home is still a believer. She came to the knowledge kicking and screaming, but our oldest child has now been informed by those well meaning "smarter" kids at school. She wanted so much for her beliefs to be true... "but what about this... and what about that... and how does THIS happen...and if HE doesn't do put the gifts in the stocking, than is it...YOU???" Poor thing. When I confirmed her worst fears, she cried - sobbed really. We talked about magic and make-believe and the BIGGIE that we keep our new discovery to ourselves, and then I gave her some hope that she can hang on to for perhaps a few more months, maybe at least to get her through the season. I said "There's always the chance that mommy's wrong". Her face was brighter than our Christmas tree as she staked her heart on this possibility. Because... THAT has happened before, and THAT she can believe in!!! I hate that they have to find out the truth; if only we could believe in the myth and magic of Santa for all of our lives...BUT then again, maybe I'm wrong!!!
