Okay, I realize my last post was a rant about Santa.... but tonight, I'm grateful for the old man. Thanks to him, my children were sound asleep, without any struggle, by 8:30 pm, knowing they needed to be asleep for Santa to bring them gifts. And now, I get to enjoy the rest of this beautiful Silent Night. That is a miracle, in my books.
So, Santa, you're alright, I guess. I get it, and remember it, a bit. I can remember the excitement of thinking that Santa would come to my house at night, and how much I wanted to fall asleep too. As a parent, I appreciate the ease in the bedtime routine for one night.
Is it worth all the hype and materialism and total diminishment of the True Meaning of Christmas? Nope. But it's good to be a little bit grateful for something that you basically would dismiss in a heartbeat.
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