Who is Santa Claus? A Christmas Morning Bust

For all you parents who say that you would never lie to your children, I've got two words for you: Santa Claus.

Don't feel bad about it, though.  Some lies are okay.  Like this one about Santa, the one about the Easter Bunny and the one about your eyes getting stuck if you cross them.

When should you tell your kids that you're actually the fat guy in a red coat?  Ahem.  Metaphorically speaking, of course.

My daughter is at the tender age when kids discover that Santa Claus is the biggest practical joke ever.

I was exactly Bailey's age when I asked my Mom if Santa was real.  I remember being embarrassed that I fell for it for ten looooong years.  How could I be so stupid? How did I not see this coming?  How can I con Mom and Dad into buying me that Atari NOW?  


Kids, your parents have to lie.  You wouldn't want to miss out on the Christmas magic surrounding Santa Claus!  Besides, we're not the only ones lying to you.  The whole world is in on the secret.  Especially Coca-Cola.  You'd think that they invented Santa Claus or something.

I struggled with whether or not I should talk to Bailey about Santa this year.  Does she know and she's just too scared to tell me?

It might have something to do with what I said a few years ago: "If you don't believe, then you don't receive."

I guess I should have clarified that you still get the gifts.  The only difference is that I don't have to hide them in the trunk of my car and then set them out in the middle of the night on Christmas Eve.  So, really.  You'd be doing both of us a favor.

With her probably knowing and me knowing she probably knows and her probably knowing I know she probably knows, it was pretty uncomfortable.   It's like how two boxers will circle around each other in the ring forever before somebody finally throws the first punch.  

As I tucked her into bed on Christmas Eve, Bailey said things like,

I wonder where Santa is right now...
Do you think he will bring me a new TV?
Did you set out any food for the reindeer?  I bet they're hungry.

THIS GIRL IS GOOD.  

I went to bed 100% convinced that she still believed in Santa Claus.

Then this is what happened on Christmas morning... BOOM.  Busted!

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