Why Would Mommy be Kissing Santa Claus?

****Spoiler Alert! Do not let your children read this post!****

All clear from prying little eyes? Okay, now you can read on.

As we were shopping for Christmas a few weeks ago, Trevor and I talked about Santa Claus and our eleven-year-old daughter, Aisling. He believed that she knew Santa was not necessarily a "real" person who comes down the chimney to bring presents and goodies for good boys and girls, but the embodiment of the Christmas spirit and the joy we feel (and want to share) at this time of year. I wasn't quite sure she completely understood that the "big guy" didn't really come to our house on Christmas eve when she was fast asleep. But Trevor was certain she knew, and so I conceded.

A few days ago, while Aisling and I listened to "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus" on the radio, I had a great idea on how to figure out what Aisling really believed. Our conversation went as follows:

Mom: Do you understand this song? Why would mommy be kissing Santa Claus?

Aisling: I don't know? (*looking confused and innocent*)

Mom: Ling, can't you think of any reasons at all?

Aisling : (*light bulb turning on in her head*) To get more presents?

It was SO hard to keep a passive face and not burst out laughing! I looked at Trevor, who seemed kind of shocked, and said, "I think I'm right." He agreed.

Merry Christmas!

Comments

Bob and Danya said…

Ok, I think that is just adorable. I'm glad that she's so cute and innocent. Channing has all but figured out all the details and he's only 8! I'm really not ready for him to know. I'd rather he wait longer. Especially because he's goign to ruin it for the rest of the kids!

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