My three lucky charms.

My three lucky charms.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Santa and Jesus are tight!!!

Lucas started taking religious education classes in September and I am so glad that he has because all the questions he had about Jesus was overwhelming. Honestly, most I did not know or did not know how to tell him without being graphic. He would ask"why is Jesus in a cross....who killed him.....how do we know he existed......how come we don't see pictures if his daddy God".  I told him that "Jesus school" would have all the answers. When the day finally came he was so excited to learn all about it. 

Recently, since Christmas is coming he began asking. "Mommy, now I have to be good for two people Jesus and Santa. What if I am having a bad day and Santa sees me being a bad boy but Jesus saw that I was a good boy the rest of the days and Santa was busy and didn't see it, how would Santa know". My answer "Lucas, Santa and Jesus are tight, they are friends. When the day gets closer for Santa to come deliver those presents Christmas night, Santa and Jesus will discuss all the boys and girls to see who has been naughty and nice" completely lying to my child but I needed him to still believe in Santa as long as he could. His eyes opened wide and he smiled. "Oh good, so they both will see what a good boy I am and that sometimes I make mistakes but I turn it around". Fabio has taught Lucas that when he is misbehaving and acting like a bad boy he can always change it by turning it around and being a good boy, it's never too late". Lucas loves that. 

Ok, so maybe some parents or single people might not like the lying to your child but I think its harmless and it helps us teach our children consequences for their good or bad behavior even if in this case it's for materialistic things. The other day Fabio got a phone number where the boys could hear Santa talking to them about how they have to be good girls and boys. Santa said to leave a message with what they wish for Santa to bring them for Christmas. Noah's list went in and on and we had to cut him off, then Lucas went. When Lucas left his long list at the end he said "Santa please say hi to Jesus for me. I know he is your best friend". So cute. 

Some people, parents or not parents easily judge other parents. I always try not to judge because we are not all living the same life and don't know how would we would handle all situations. The other day I was getting a sonogram. I was telling the sono lady how Lucas thinks Jesus and Santa are friends and that I made him think that. She doesn't have any children and in her defense said that because she doesn't have any children she probably is judging me to harshly but that she was horrified that I had lied to my sons about it all and that I had joined a fictional  character along a real person like Jesus. She was doing the sono and it was my last one before my baby comes so I didn't want to argue with her and ruin my last sono of baby but I went on to say". Before becoming a mother , I thought I would never lie to my children, I would be honest always. Now being a mother of two soon to be three I lie. I lie about things that I know won't harm them. Although Jesus to me is real, so was Santa when I was a child. I don't see harm in it and if there is harm in the future I pray that it doesn't hurt them or others. Jesus knows that it's not done maliciously". She agreed and said "but when he grows up he would know that Santa is not real and think that Jesus is also not real". I disagreed and let it go. She would not change my mind and I wasn't going to change hers. 

Maybe I am wrong and lying to them is a mistake but I honestly don't see a harm in it. My boys are good boys who have tantrums like any other kid. Lying to them about Santa is something that I will not take back, the joy in their faces on Christmas morning is all the proof I need that this lie has to go on as long as it can. Throwing Jesus in the picture just makes Lucas and Noah believe in him too plus it makes Jesus really cool that his BFF is Santa. Good enough for me. 

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