Okay so firstly, apologies for the radio silence...several long stories there...and secondly, this post is child friendly (you'll know what I mean as you read), I figured it should be since my blog has been given a G-rated certificate despite my best efforts and children may stumble across it.
So.....Christmas is coming.
I may have mentioned before that we have two boys one aged eleven and one aged 7.They both believe in Santa.I'm glad because Santa has arrived at our house (wherever we've lived) each year since eldest boy arrived with presents on his sleigh for him and then for his younger brother..he's never failed to delight the two small boys.
This year things are hard for me.Eldest boy as I've said before believes in Santa but this year sadly, a lot of the boys in his class at school (we're talking fifth class here people!) don't.One boy in Eldest boys class has even been told by his parents that there is no Santa.I can't help wondering what the mum in question has told her boy about who's been delivering him presents for the past eleven years...its sad.I feel for Eldest boy because he's feeling conflicted.He's fairly sure that Mr isitjustme? and I could never have stretched to the abundance of playstations, Gameboys and PSP's that have mysteriously appeared under our Christmas tree for the past few years to say nothing of the dazzling assortment of treats and little gadgety toys that he's - in his words " never seen in shops in Ireland" he's found in his stocking.
Eldest boy told me the other day that he can't really think of anything he'd really like for Christmas this year.
Is it any wonder I can't wait to decorate the house this year...I'm hoping that once he see's the holly and smells the christmassy smell of baking that he'll be overcome by the joy of Christmas - it works for me every time!
Is it just me?
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Oh!...that made me feel sad...chin up Is it..he's got a good mummy and it'll be alright.
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Right there with you.My boy is twelve.
Oh, I remember when I stopped believing myself, nobody really told me, just started figuring things out. Like Neighbours boots under Santa suit etc.(back at home Santa would actually COME on Christmas Eve and you'd have to sing a song or say a poem for every gift)
It was a bit sad at first but the perspective of getting presents brightened things up a lot.
Hope your eldest will still enjoy the festive season :)
Isit: right there with you and anon. Eldest is 12 and has lots of scoffing non-believers as friends. Me Mam always said 'if you don't believe you don't receive' and I repeat this a lot within earshot of small boys. I think it's terribly sad that a Mammy would tell their child that santa doesn't exist. As I'm always saying to my kids, how on earth do you think me and daddy would be able to afford all the stuff that you cram on your Christmas lists?! Go Santa I say, he saves me a bloody fortune x
Oh and delete Mica's post. She's a knob. xxx
No, don't. She's a ledge!
73: you just called her a fcuking SoCoDu brat tho!! Ooh, I've gone all Catherine Tate innit tho....
But is she bothered guys?...look at her face..does she seem bothered to you?...Face?, bothered? x infinity!...*giggle*
Nooooo, she's, like, not bothered, like, at ALL tho. Take the shame tho....
Awww ... reading that brought me back to when I was 12. I figured it out for myself and vividly remember sitting in the back of the car as we were driving back to Cavan from Dublin one evening. I put it to my parents and I remember them looking at one another with an "I guess now is the time to tell him" look.
Christmas was never the same again I'm afraid so make sure your eldest has the best one ever.
Wanye...I get the feeling that your parents did something very right with you pet...even if they did bring you up in Cavan..=)
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