Yesterday during snack after school Davis and Dylan were talking about Christmas and how they want a PS3. I looked over at them and reminded them that that was a lot of money so don’t get their hopes up and be thinking about something else. (You gotta keep ’em guessing. ;))
Davis came up to me after homework and announced that Santa does not deliver the presents. I was surprised and asked him who does? He took both index fingers and pointed them at me, “You do.” He was quite frank and resolved about it.
I was happy that he finally figured it out (he’s almost 9) and then … panic struck! I shuffled him into my bedroom, locked the door, and went into the conversation, by that of course I mean threats on his life! Jason interrupted us and I explained what happened. Again, I saw the panic in his eyes, “Now Davis you can’t tell Dylan…” (more threats)
Then Jason said, “Well now that you’re in the secret, you get to help us play Santa.” Oh my goodness, I thought Davis was going to combust the excitement overwhelmed him and I swear he was 2 inches taller. That did it, all the threats in the world wouldn’t have prevented him from telling Dylan his new found secret – but being allowed to play Santa… Done.
When did your kids find out about Santa?