I guess it’s to be expected so close to Christmas, but holy smokes my week-end sped by in a blur! There was a friend’s birthday party to attend on Saturday night (my job was to bake the cake), Christmas shopping to do with Jamie, the tree to decorate, presents to wrap, more cookies to make, the last piano classes to teach before Christmas, and ‘The Golden Compass’ to take in with Jamie and Iris.
I’m almost ready….just need to do some grocery shopping and pick up a few more stocking stuffers.
There’s one delimma I’m wrestling with. As unbelievable as this might be to you, my 14 year still thinks Santa is real. Unlike any other child I know, he has never asked that life altering question, “Is there a Santa Claus?” As the years have gone by, I’ve thought, “Surely he must have figured it out by now.” But then he’ll make some comment that makes me realize that he actually still believes!
This year, I thought I should take the bull by the horns, so while in the middle of my cookie making I said to him, “Jamie, do you still believe in Santa?”
He hesitated for a minute, and then said, “Well, yeah.”
“Oh,” I said.
“It’s like God. Just because you can’t prove he’s real doesn’t mean he doesn’t exist,” Jamie said.
I took a deep breath. “So, do you believe that Santa is a guy in a red suit that leaves presents for people?”
“Yeah, kind of.”
I looked at him. He appeared to be in ernest. He really didn’t look like he was pulling my leg. In fact he looked a bit puzzled that we were having this conversation. What should I do? He’s 14 for Pete’s sake, and he’s not stupid. What’s going on here?
I said nothing more, but I’m still thinking about the right course of action. People have said to me that he really doesn’t believe in Santa…he’s just keeping it alive because he thinks he’ll get more presents if he pretends to believe. My gut is telling me that’s not it. Jamie isn’t greedy in that way. And he’s the most spiritual kid I know. Sometimes I think he’s not of this world.
What would you do?