Anyway, in spite of my love of all things Christmas and getting to buy the girls things they've wanted all year, I am ready for Reia to figure things out. It's getting hard for me to reconcile the fantasy of Santa with the reality of Jesus. She turned eight today and I know she's heard kids talk. I keep waiting for her to ask some good questions that will lead to her knowing the truth. (No, I cannot bring myself to just tell her. So, don't ask.)
Tonight, we were sitting on the couch watching Elf, which is my favorite Christmas movie by the way. She looks at me and asks, "If Santa goes all over the world, how is it that some kids don't get presents?"
I was very excited! Except that Reese was sitting next to me. Since she just turned five, I'm not quite ready for her to know the truth yet. So, I told Reia, "If you really think about it, I bet you can figure it out. Here in a little while when we are alone, we can talk about it."
"Ok." She responds and I can tell her wheels are turning. I am so happy! Yay! She's gonna see it, and although I will be a little sad, it's probably time.
After a few seconds she looks at me and says, very matter of factly, "I know. They're all on the naughty list." And turns back to the tv to finish watching Elf.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night. Even if you are on the naughty list.