He is at the three year old stage of learning things such as listening and being a good/big boy. I am also at a learning stage, trying to grasp the art of letting others help when they so graciously offer. Like, the countless times my amazing friends would say "let me come over and let you nap", when my little girl was born, yet I always said, "no! no! really, thank you so much! I'm fine". In reality, I probably could have used a full 10 minute shower to actually shave and wash my hair.
So, I'm taking this opportunity, in the spirit of giving, of thoroughly letting Santa help me. Any and all potential toddler outbursts, that could cause me beet red public embarrassment, are being avoided. A simple whisper of "Little Man, Santa is watching and he only visits good boys and girls who listen to their parents", is all it takes. While I might be a bit disappointed in myself for relying on Santa for child rearing assistance, I don't feel all that guilty. Actually, I'm thinking I could use this to my advantage through the teenage years.
Do you remember how/when you learned "the truth" about Santa Clause?














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