I neither confirm or deny. I walk the fence of fantasy ambiguity. I answer questions with questions and wildly elaborate scenarios. The questions usually only work temporarily. The elaborate scenarios are used to confuse the questioner and entertain me.
I think the whole Santa issue is fun. It is the ultimate inside joke. Kids seem to get that and eventually play along.
Well, that was my theory.
Ryan(8) has been questioning Santa, the North Pole, the Christmas eve schedule, and the viability of reindeer as a source of transportation. But Ryan also questions EVERYTHING.
Not surprisingly, Ryan’s inquisition doesn’t seem to raise doubts in the other boys. I think they just figure it is just another thing Ryan is asking a lot of questions about.
Rhett(4) has bought into the whole Santa thing. He loves the story. Although, he has mentioned that he didn’t understand why I was wrapping presents and putting them under the tree when Santa should be doing that.
I always figured that Reid(6) would be my believer. His thoughts and actions usually have very little to do with reality. The North Pole seems like just another dream location.
And then this…
Rhett comes SCREAMING and CRYING into the kitchen.
It boiled down to this – Santa died!
After calming, he related that Reid told him that Santa died.
Reid, why did you tell your brother that Santa died?
Mom, his real name is St. Nicholas and he lived like thousands of years ago…no one lives thousands of years.
And this is where my original plan of answering questions with questions and wildly elaborate scenarios died right along with Santa.