A few weeks ago my 8 year old came home questioning what to believe in this holiday season. He said kids at school told him that their parents were responsible for wrapping presents, not a jolly guy in a red suit. I know we're quickly approaching the age where kids start wondering what's real, but I'm not ready to give up on the magical spirit of the season.
So what did I tell him?
I explained that Santa is as real as he thinks he is, and that I still believe. I believe that there is magic in the holidays, magic in the wonder in a little kid's face seeing holiday lights, magic in spending more time together, hugging each other a little longer. In a world where are kids are growing up so fast, why not encourage them to believe a little longer?
So, the next day, our Elf on the Shelf arrived. He was quickly named Chris, "with a 'Ch,' not a 'K.'" Chris is a little naughty, but has brought with him wonder and excitement. Confidence in the season has been restored.
Next year may bring more doubt, but for now, I'm grateful for one more enchanted Christmas.
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