Would you believe that a kid in the neighbourhood actually told my six-year-old that there is no Santa? I had to fight my initial instinct of shoving the kid’s face into a snowbank.
So my kid says, “Mommy, ‘so-and-so’ said there is no Santa. Is there?”
It’s not in my nature to outright lie to my kids, but I’m not quite ready to kiss the myth good-bye just yet. Quite frankly, I think I came up with a pretty clever response, if I do say so myself. I told her to go and tell this kid that she can believe what she wants but ‘if you don’t believe, you don’t receive’. My kid was quite happy with that comeback.
I was not satisfied. I had to tell the parents of this older child that they need to give a lesson to their little Santa myth-buster about operating on a ‘need to know’ basis. I was polite (no faces ended up in snowbanks) and the response was alarmingly good…a bit of guilt and a promise to have the discussion.
I have to admit, I’m the kind of mother who will discipline any child within reach and it has resulted in a few funny looks. When it happens I generally just scream: “last I heard, IT TAKES A VILLAGE!”. So maybe I’m the Village Idiot, but I’m OK with that.