In our home, we neither teach about Santa, nor against him. We read plenty of books (at Christmastime) with Santa in them, but there is no talk about what Santa is going to bring our children unless it is initiated by them. They seem to pick up on the idea at school, and each have made their own choice as to what they believe Santa to be. Call us humbugs, but it's the way I was raised and it works for us. We try to focus on the Savior and on the joy that comes from buying or making gifts for each other, on keeping surprises secret, and on serving others in need. I'm not saying that your family doesn't do that if you are way into Santa, it's just our way.
Anyway, yesterday on the way home from preschool, here is the conversation between Ian and me, who is obviously too young to remember the Christmas books from last year:
- Ian: Momma, guess who's coming to our Christmas party?
- Me: Who?
- Ian: Santa!
- Me: Wow! Who's Santa?
- Ian: I think she's a little girl who's coming to preschool with me.
- Me: Ian, Santa's not a little girl, he's a man!
- Ian: No she's not!