by Nicole
Dear Santa,
I realize it’s unusual to get a note from a grown up, but it’s list time, so I’m dropping a line to ask a favor. By the way, I’ve been very good this year (okay…pretty good).
You know my two boys are 13 and 11, and my little girl is 8. We’re at a critical time here, Mr. Claus. It pains me to say it, but I’ve got a couple of Santa doubters in this house. Crazy, right? And if they ruin it for their sister, I may do something that puts me at the top of the naughty list.
I’ve dodged this issue for a while, Santa. A few years back, my oldest started coming home with wild reports from his friends.
“Kyle and his brother say there is no Santa,” he’d float.
“Wow. Maybe Kyle and his brother don’t get any presents on Christmas,” I’d respond. Then, with my best mom stare, I’d ask, “Is that a risk you’re willing to take?” That always bought you some time.
Or the other one might say, “Come on, Mom. Tell me the truth. You and Dad buy the presents, right?” To which I could only answer, “Why on earth would we do that?” (more…)




