This holiday season, I will not lie.
‘Tis the season to be lying. Parents anxiously think:
Is this the year he’ll stop believing my stories?
Will a precocious brat at school rat me out?
Are my children going to hate me when they find out the truth?
Every time I read one of these posts, I think the same thing: I’m glad I don’t have that problem.
I don’t have to lie to my son about Santa Claus. As far as I can tell, the concept of the future is still in the future for Philip. He lives day-to-day, so telling him that Christmas will soon be here would have little meaning for him. Therefore, spinning a yarn about a man who travels by sleigh in late December to deliver him presents is unnecessary.
In fact, I don’t have to fib to Philip about anything. Sure, I may lie by omission, like when I don’t tell him we’re getting in the car to go to the doctor. Otherwise, I have no reason to prevaricate. No lies, no guilt.
Maybe Philip understands more about the holiday than I am giving him credit for. If anything, that thought makes me feel guilty about presuming incompetence. Yet, that is my only sin. I haven’t deceived my son about Santa Claus, but I don’t feel like either he or I are missing out.
This holiday season, my son will receive gifts from family and friends, but not from Old Saint Nick.
Honestly, that’s just fine by me.
This holiday season, I’m exploring new writing prompts! This is my first time linking up with “Finish the Sentence Friday.” I chose to finish the sentence “This holiday season I will . . .” Click on the button above to read more posts inspired by this week’s prompts.