My son wants a plastic pie for Christmas.Literacy Weblog)
Our toy kitchen has one plastic pie, but my son Peter wants another one, so that he and I can pretend to have a pie fight like the one in The Great Race. He has asked Santa on two different occasions (once at church, once in the shopping mall). It’s an odd request, but since it involves me, very sweet. (Ugh… I didn’t plan that pun. Sorry.)
Peter noticed that the second Santa had a different face, voice, costume, and beard than the first one. I’ve let Leigh handle all the Santa questions. Since I was the youngest of three siblings, I don’t really remember ever seriously believing in Santa Claus; since Leigh was the oldest of three, she remembers trying to keep the secret for the benefit of her brothers.
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As the youngest of four, I distinctly remember my oldest sister being annoyed at my 3-year-old love of all things Santa. Since she was 9 years older, she determined it would be appropriate to tell little me that Santa did not exist after I asked her one too many Santa-related questions.
Of course, she chose to tell me the awful truth in the parking lot of the grocery store while we waited in the car for my mother to pick up something.
I cried.
Soon after, I lost all faith in the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy.
So pies are good.
On another note, my little cousin who is in 2nd grade may have finally figured it out and is testing Santa's authenticity. She is refusing to tell us what she asked Santa for...she claims that "he will know." Hmm.
I did notice that the Santas were different, and my mom said that they were Santa's "helpers". I felt very jipped that I never got "the real thing".