Last year, Andrew learned the truth about Santa. It was very emotional for all of us, filled with a huge helping of mama-regret (I came clean once he started asking questions), but it turned into something sort of neat. He decided that he would be our family Santa. You can read more about last year’s adventure here, but the basics were: he made a chimney and dressed up as Santa. Very early on Christmas morning, he got up, put on his suit, climbed down his chimney and pretended to put the presents around the tree. When Isaac started waking up, I asked Andrew if he wanted Isaac to see him as Santa “NO!!!!” panicked Andrew. He dashed back up his chimney, took off his costume and came into the living room like nothing happened. “Guys, I think I just saw Santa!” I said to them. “REALLY?!?!” said Andrew. :)
Turns out the whole point of was that Isaac have a Santa come. But Isaac couldn’t see him, because you are not suppose to see Santa. So, I guess that means the point was that Andrew think that Isaac had a Santa come. :)
Anyway, I wasn’t expecting this, but it looks like Andrew Santa is gearing up for another round of Christmas magic. He built his chimney this past weekend. The back of it is open so that he can climb down the bed rails…a feature he didn’t want to include at all. He initially looked down his tunnel of boxes and declared “looks safe to me!” then, “just put a pillow at the bottom!” But I put my foot down and now he can climb up and down it safely.
On Saturday night he gave it a dry run. He’s talked me through the plan several times and this year I think I WILL give him a sack of presents to add to the tree. That part seems especially important to him this year.
I have no idea if this will become a yearly Christmas tradition, but can you blame me for sort of hoping it does?