"I don't want Santa to come in my house tonight"

On our way home from the Gillespie family party last night Eva was being extra quiet. All of a sudden we heard her whimpering. . .

Eva: "I don't want Santa to come in my house tonight"
And then the bawling began . . .
Rosie: "No problem, Santa does not have to come to our house tonight"
Still Bawling . . .
Eva: "But what about the presents??"

My heart was just breaking, I could tell she was so torn between being scared to death & wanting presents. I am thinking to myself, why don't I just tell her that Santa is just a story. But she would not believe me . . . because she saw Santa and even sat on his lap.
Daddy saves the day . . .
Bart: "Why don't I meet Santa someplace and get the presents and bring them back to the house"
The bawling stops
Eva: "Thanks Daddy, thats a great plan" "Can you take him the cookies too?"

I ask myself this question, Why do we start our children's lives out with a bunch of lies? Santa, Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny! People say that it is worth the magic & imagination that it brings . . . but all that it has brought to us is fear . . . hmmmmmmm?

Christmas morning was a hit, Bart was able to meet Santa and fill the stockings. Eva & Stella had a magical morning with no tears & lots of love. And we did it without Santa coming to the house. Who would have thought!

Christmas photos to come . . .