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Funny story of santa and first child, middle child, youngest...
First child at the age of 7 says... "Mom, i've been thinking. There can't be an easter bunny. I mean, come on, a giant bunny who can get into our house? AND carry baskets? I don't think so." I say, well that's an interesting thought. He pressed. I caved. Then Christmas rolls around, and he has clearly been adding 2 + 2. "Mom, I've been thinking. If you are the easter bunny, then I think maybe you are santa too. Is santa real"
Me: *gulp* "Honey there was a santa a long time ago and what he did inspired many more people to give gifts to children at Christmas. So no, there is not one guy who travels the planet. There are thousands of santas. I am one. Now you can be one too." We both cry. He has helped me with Christmas Eve every year since - he is 16 now.
Middle child - we are apparently on the "don't ask don't tell" plan. I know he knows. He knows I know he knows. There is no discussion. He's 13 now. I think he figured it out when he was 8. We are maintaining this weird silence till he is... what... 32?
Youngest child - now 10. The older brothers are WAY invested in keeping him believing. They know when he stops, the extra gifts stop. it's selfish and touching all at once.
gotta love it.
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