The Magic of Father Christmas
December 3rd 2007 10:58
This year Father Christmas will be visiting out house for the very first time, and I have to admit I am quite excited. At least I was until I thought the whole thing threw and I’ve discovered just how complicated the whole Father Christmas affair is.
My daughter is four years old. Last year she had no idea about Santa. She had heard of him and recognised the name but little else.
Recently she has started talking about him, and singing songs about him that she has learned at nursery. She has recently discovered that he brings presents but I don’t think she knows the ‘coming down the chimney on Christmas Eve’ bit. I think that would alarm her. She is a bit of a worrier. If she thought about it too carefully she would be scared that a complete stranger will be entering our house in the dead of the night while she is safely tucked up in bed.
She has told everyone that Santa is bringing her a Baby Born Car for Christmas. Indeed he is. It has been sitting in the wardrobe in my bedroom for the last two months. (That’s another problem – hiding presents!) However she is now asking what I will be getting her. So that means going out and buying another large present while Santa gets all the credit for the expensive car!
I have to admit to believing in the magic of Father Christmas until I was about nine years old and checking every single day of the year to see if he had dropped in unexpectedly. I had no idea my parents had been the ones spending so much money on Santa’s presents, and then buying all the ones from them too. I honestly believed it was Father Christmas who had eaten the mince pies we left out each Christmas Eve and that the noise we heard outside was his reindeers landing on the roof!
I had not realised the issue of Father Christmas could be so complicated. But I think it would be worth the expense of buying duplicate presents for my daughter to create that magic again.
My daughter is four years old. Last year she had no idea about Santa. She had heard of him and recognised the name but little else.
Recently she has started talking about him, and singing songs about him that she has learned at nursery. She has recently discovered that he brings presents but I don’t think she knows the ‘coming down the chimney on Christmas Eve’ bit. I think that would alarm her. She is a bit of a worrier. If she thought about it too carefully she would be scared that a complete stranger will be entering our house in the dead of the night while she is safely tucked up in bed.
She has told everyone that Santa is bringing her a Baby Born Car for Christmas. Indeed he is. It has been sitting in the wardrobe in my bedroom for the last two months. (That’s another problem – hiding presents!) However she is now asking what I will be getting her. So that means going out and buying another large present while Santa gets all the credit for the expensive car!
I have to admit to believing in the magic of Father Christmas until I was about nine years old and checking every single day of the year to see if he had dropped in unexpectedly. I had no idea my parents had been the ones spending so much money on Santa’s presents, and then buying all the ones from them too. I honestly believed it was Father Christmas who had eaten the mince pies we left out each Christmas Eve and that the noise we heard outside was his reindeers landing on the roof!
I had not realised the issue of Father Christmas could be so complicated. But I think it would be worth the expense of buying duplicate presents for my daughter to create that magic again.
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Comment by Michaelie
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The magic of Christmas just didn't compare with anything else as a kid. A child's imagination takes the idea put out there by adults and runs with it!
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Comment by Vixter
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I still think that you have to keep the magic going and try not to think of the complications...invent your own twists to the story if you have to...or want to.
One day your daughter may stop believing, but there are other ways to keep it going - I tried to force all the younger brothers and sisters to believe when i was a kid....because I knew it meant more fun for me!
Merry Christmas
Comment by Rose
My brother convinced me one year that he had seen Santa's reindeers in the back garden!
Comment by Rose