Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Grinches who steal Christmas don't get presents!

A few nights ago we were watching The Elf On The Shelf special. Santa dispatches elves and one elf goes to a home with pre schoolers and a cynical pre teen who finds the elf dumb. 

While we were watching I made a comment about Laci being like the boy and I wonder if their elf would leave too.  She answered with " so and so doesn't believe in Santa." she was referring to a teen aged family member.

"how do you know " I inquired.
"she told me he's not real and she doesn't believe in him"

Of course I go into immediate damage control mode

"well her mom just never gave Santa credit for the presents he brings. Like Papa elf told Buddy on Elf, some parents say they got all the presents and so some kids don't believe in Santa" 

Meanwhile I'm seething. Here we have had this whole scouty mcwinkerbean fiasco and me crying that I thought we had one more Christmas with her buying into it all. Wondering if it was just the seriously creepy and obviously plush elf that she didn't  believe in or Santa too. Had she figured it all out or was she questioning but wanting to hold on to it yet. 

It didn't matter her belief status  because someone filled in the blanks for her. It made sense now. The  Elf crisishappened a day or two after she had been with this Santa denier.

I shot off a few irritated emails. I asked Laci for the full story.

"well she asked me what I wanted for christmas and I said you were getting me American girl stuff and I asked Santa for a plush snake and a fijit. Then she says 'hmmmph I don't believe in Santa because hes not real' "

I was livid. So there was no asking on lacis part of Santa's existence, no catching  one off guard . No reason to mention his reality or not it was superfluous to the conversation. Just thrown in there  dismissively.

Had it been a child her age I could get it. They tell each other these things and look down on peers who still believe. They whisper theories back and forth trying to figure out how it works or find proof that their hunches are correct. 

But this was no 8 year old. This family member is going to be 14 in a couple weeks. I can't figure out just why a 14 year old say that to her in a condescending tone no less. How a 14 year old couldn't know to play along. That wasn't even necessary considering the validity of a real santa claus wasn't even the discussion , it was a simple listing of presents. No need to throw in he's not real.

That's the part that makes me mad. What right does this person have to take a little girls belief away before she's ready. Fellow 8 year olds don't know better 14 year olds do. It made me sad because despite her elf issues she still does try to believe in Santa. 

After watching the rest of the elf movie , during which Ella screamed "don't touch the elf he will lose his magic!!" and jumped into my lap (a welcome wave of belief in a sad moment) Laci showed me a letter she had written her new elf. I think she wanted to show me she believes.

It made me cry. 

Not because I was so happy she believed but because I know she is trying to believe.

Trying- no matter what the grinches tell her. 







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Saturday, December 3, 2011

Where are you Christmas?

A few days after the Scouty McWinkerbean fiasco (if you don't know what I'm referencing read the previous post)
the girls had sleep overs. Apparently Laci watched the Jim Carrey version of The Grinch while away.

I was standing in the kitchen and heard her singing softly in the next room:

"Where are you Christmas
Why can't I find you
Why have you gone away
Where is the laughter
You used to bring me
Why can't I hear music play

My world is changing
I'm rearranging
Does that mean Christmas changes too"

Sobbing. I was, that is.

That song has always Made me tear up but it was exactly how I was feeling about her after the whole elf disbelief. I've dreaded this moment since she was a baby ( I have) and here it was and she was providing the soundtrack.

I'm fairly certain she was just singing a song she liked from a movie and not having the profound moment I was having but it just seemed to be final song for this chapter of her childhood. Too much to bear, too soon.

I think she still believes in Santa. She's playing along at least , hedging her bets so that in the event she's wrong and he is real- she doesn't lose out on any presents. But it's coming soon... It may very well be her last magical Christmas.

"Where are you Christmas
Do you remember
The one you used to know
I'm not the same one
See what the time's done
Is that why you have let me go"






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