tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post7523792214729614440..comments2024-03-12T00:36:02.830-07:00Comments on sweatpantsmom: Christmas Comes But Once a Year, THANK GODsweatpantsmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-76606849888890813262008-01-27T21:28:00.000-08:002008-01-27T21:28:00.000-08:00After my sister and I were all in on the Santa thi...After my sister and I were all in on the Santa thing, my mother would sign presents "From The Easter Bunny" or "Tooth Fairy" or what have you. <BR/><BR/>It's a tradition we have gleefully continued, but with my daughter turning 4 before next Christmas, I'm thinking we'll have to knock it off for a while. Sigh. I'll miss it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-64639257477209289832008-01-11T04:01:00.000-08:002008-01-11T04:01:00.000-08:00I'd resolved never to tell any mini-moobses about ...I'd resolved never to tell any mini-moobses about Santa on the basis that having been proved a liar over the invisible gift-giing entity that is St Nick I might have trouble persuading them to believe in the invisible gift-giving (and ultimately judgmental) entity that is God.<BR/><BR/>By the way I now also get to indulge my New Year's resolution to be an even bigger assho... er ... pedant: Sounds more like a Georgian novel than an Elizabethan one. If it were Elizabethan it would likely be an epic poem of some sort. Who would want that inflicted on them for Christmas?Moobshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10432830480757383871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-23041044330476087322008-01-09T20:41:00.000-08:002008-01-09T20:41:00.000-08:00this reminds me of the time when i figured out the...this reminds me of the time when i figured out the sham while screaming at my mother, " why does santa leave the price tags on his gifts?"Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03042060446755347826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-74315756700863260882008-01-09T15:26:00.000-08:002008-01-09T15:26:00.000-08:00Oh no! I dread the day they start asking about Sa...Oh no! I dread the day they start asking about Santa...you handled it perfectly!Life As I Know Ithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09492465378321819342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-37568705040178213522008-01-09T08:02:00.000-08:002008-01-09T08:02:00.000-08:00K worries about this so much that he insists we ta...K worries about this so much that he insists we talk about Santa as "The LEGEND".OhTheJoyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05031731198115388411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-29009347927589415732008-01-08T21:39:00.000-08:002008-01-08T21:39:00.000-08:00Here's what I tell my kids- You have to believe to...Here's what I tell my kids- You have to believe to receive. My older kids know what's up, but they'll never mention it. Whenever any kid asks me whether or not he's real, I say "You have to believe to receive." Santa doesn't bring me anything because I don't believe he's real. I think the kids sneak out of bed in the middle of the night and leave the presents for themselves.Lisa Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00494212460130465055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-91880845260936429682008-01-08T20:28:00.000-08:002008-01-08T20:28:00.000-08:00We had big plans embarking on this parenting adven...We had big plans embarking on this parenting adventure that we would carefully craft our answers about Santa, that Christmas would be about Jesus, etc.<BR/><BR/>Now we're putting out freaking carrots for the reindeer, cookies for Santa, and the whole nine yards. April is five and starts public school next year, full of children just dying to tell her about the real deal with Santa. <BR/><BR/>We are so screwed.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17691876103706372760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-17611984616884044782008-01-08T19:35:00.000-08:002008-01-08T19:35:00.000-08:00I'm with Antique Mommy--kill him off!Of course, sh...I'm with Antique Mommy--kill him off!<BR/>Of course, she wouldn't be convinced, since it wasn't on Yahoo! news. ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-28175676965679347772008-01-08T18:34:00.000-08:002008-01-08T18:34:00.000-08:00Toni is so OBVIOUSLY playing along at this point. ...Toni is so OBVIOUSLY playing along at this point. But Jonah is riding the fence. At seven, he's still not savvy enough to do google searches. Thank you god.<BR/><BR/>Two babies to go, but already they are subjected to Santa at their day care. We might as well go along for the ride and deal with potential blow-ups later. What the hell.<BR/><BR/>What a great post, SPM!Catherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00234102836517506471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-1980395381411361462008-01-08T17:29:00.000-08:002008-01-08T17:29:00.000-08:00I held onto Santa as long as I could - we never le...I held onto Santa as long as I could - we never let on that we knew he wasn't real cos we got more pressies that way. In my late 20's my mum came to me and said "Look, I KNOW you can't possibly still believe in Santa, he is not coming to you any more!"theotherbearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12592106243268321644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-33649805929667427262008-01-08T16:50:00.000-08:002008-01-08T16:50:00.000-08:00My mother never stood with santa, though she would...My mother never stood with santa, though she would always sign the gifts 'from santa...'<BR/>i'll probably be the same with my kids, kind of non-chalant about it. i don't think you were wrong, there's nothing wrong with wanting your kids to believe in stuff. tooth fairy is going to be huge at my house...that i can tell you!Dianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13754249936855622982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-17932356207963601442008-01-08T15:23:00.000-08:002008-01-08T15:23:00.000-08:00I was like you... eventually realized and shrugged...I was like you... eventually realized and shrugged it off. But I love this post. LOVED it.<BR/><BR/>How do you always write the BEST posts. Every entry is always freaking awesome!Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08527762200993175239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-74068160412014375672008-01-08T14:55:00.000-08:002008-01-08T14:55:00.000-08:00Yeah, we had the big Santa revelation this year to...Yeah, we had the big Santa revelation this year too. It didn't go quite as badly as yours, but I did hear a few "you lied to me!"s.<BR/><BR/>Tough one, that.landismomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10328094347362872558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-69381249365794689352008-01-08T13:04:00.000-08:002008-01-08T13:04:00.000-08:00Uh, Santa isn't real?Who keeps bringing all this v...Uh, Santa isn't real?<BR/><BR/>Who keeps bringing all this vodka?The Real Katohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07896225585317270251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-39947223610507221392008-01-08T12:17:00.000-08:002008-01-08T12:17:00.000-08:00Yeah, well, my kids think I'm an elf and can TALK ...Yeah, well, my kids think I'm an elf and can TALK to Santa with my HEAD. They made that all up, but it was up to me to make it happen. My son has caught on and was fine. My daughter, OHHHHH, there will be consequences. Oh yes. There will be consequences. I anticipate a re-enactment of your story. Sigh.<BR/><BR/>I may take AM's advice and kill the bugger. ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-70988217284932722572008-01-08T11:33:00.000-08:002008-01-08T11:33:00.000-08:00I like Antique Mommy's idea. Story at eleven!I like Antique Mommy's idea. Story at eleven!Julie Marshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05386446012443269817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-53065468779827166792008-01-08T09:47:00.000-08:002008-01-08T09:47:00.000-08:00If you had told her the truth from the beginning e...If you had told her the truth from the beginning eventually she would have come to you accusing you of not loving her enough to pretend like the other kids' parents do. Either way you lose.<BR/><BR/>Heart-wrenching way to spend your Christmas morning, though.Pieceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12848165705000588114noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9841971.post-19985107013413039052008-01-08T05:00:00.000-08:002008-01-08T05:00:00.000-08:00I guess you could have told her that of course San...I guess you could have told her that of course Santa is real, he's just dead. It was on the news while you were sleeping. Reindeer accident.<BR/><BR/>We've never tried to convince our 4YO that Santa is real, but he seems to have wanted to believe that this year, so we just kind of went along with it.Antique Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17106875338715959760noreply@blogger.com