Contributed by Rachel Stever, My sister finished Christmas shopping for her children a couple of weeks ago. She was confident that she had exactly the toys they wanted. Then she took them for one last Santa visit this last weekend before Christmas. My nephew pointed out a toy that was very similar to the one he told Santa about and said how excited he was to be getting it. My sister reminded him that he asked for a different toy and with all the faith of a four-year-old he responded that Santa knew what he meant and would bring him both just in case. Fortunately for all parties concerned my mother is going to pick up Santa’s slack this time.
My nine-year-old cousin is not nearly as confident in Santa Claus. He is arranging an elaborate set of infrared cameras and trip wires to trap Santa and prove once and for all if he exists. Of course, he has also noticed that the adults in the family don’t receive nearly as many gifts as the kids and isn’t all that eager to grow up as far as Christmas is concerned.
I don’t remember how old I was when I stopped believing in Santa. My dad worked in construction when we were kids and it can be a feast or famine industry. I probably figured it out during one of the lean years. As much fun as it is to wake up early on Christmas morning and open a bunch of presents, I think I prefer things from this side. I really enjoy finding the perfect gift for a friend or family member, baking pies and cookies, and meeting up with friends who are back in town visiting.
Whether you are playing Santa for the children, traveling to visit friends and family, or hosting a celebration this year, I hope you enjoy the season and that Santa knows just what you meant when you made your wish list. And if you don’t celebrate the holidays I hear there are some good movies coming out.
