Stealing Santa's Spot

Merry Christmas 🎄🎁 ❤️⛄️🎁💗🙌🏼!!!! This is where Santa normally sits at our new Christmas tree farm. Santa terrifies my kids so until they tell me they really want to go sit on his lap we hijacked one of his outposts Brad and Jula style 🤓🤪😊🙌🏼🎄❤️!

I recently purchased a "Santa's List" from Target's dollar section and I debated about whether, or not to introduce such a concept to our three year old. I know that he would love to direct the universe to deliver every toy that he dreams of, but that kind of power is dangerous. What if you could send out a list of things that you needed at the end of the year and it was delivered? Would you want to live in that universe? Would the corruption go straight to your head? How long would it take for you to crack? Why, oh why do we even toy with this idea for our children all around a savior's birth? It's sort of strange.

Also, since we live in a world where we are training our children to have boundaries with strange adults that they don't know. Is it odd that we continue a tradition of taking pictures, in which, our children pose on the lap of a bearded man who is a stranger and whom they really don't know is going to come into their home in the middle of the night and give them gifts according to having invisibly stalked them all year and it's based on if they were either naughty, or nice? I think we might want to rethink this strategy. I'm not that much of a scrooge, I still love the old guy and looooooved giving him cookies and carrots for those reindeer. I held onto his existence for a super amazing long time during childhood and it just makes me misty eyed thinking about it now. I was definitely showered in gifts postmarked from Santa as a child and you know what, I think that it made me kinder, I think that it made me happy. I think that it made me the kind of adult who wanted to go out and to serve the world and who always believed in hope and magic. So, yes the tradition continues in our house. Just not the posing with actual strange old men whom we don't know in malls and the like. That part, I'm sorry I'm calling it, it's too strange for me. Here we are taking over one of the old guy's outposts, because the Christmas spirit was so strong at our new tree farm. Brad not only cut our tree down, he lugged it in from the field a good almost mile. It was well worth it for the free cinnamon donut and cocoa and for the start of a family tradition that we hope to keep. Merry Christmas ; ).