or: How The Flash and his girlfriend spoiled Christmas for the other Kindergarteners
My 5 year old has it bad, real bad, for a towhead girl in his class.
Although they are totally opposite in some ways (he’s dark skinned, dark haired, and was born an ocean away, she’s local, “white-haired”, and resembles a phantom), she is his perfect match. She can run like the wind. She can climb tall trees. She’s a boy. In a skirt.
- He draws her pictures and write “books” for her. Daily.
- He talks about her. Constantly.
- He invites her over for a play date and obsesses about it. Every moment.
- He’s teamed up with her to tell the rest of the Kindergarten class that Santa isn’t real.
WHAT?! I almost throttled him when he admitted this information.
We have tried to be honest about how Santa is a fairy-tale. Santa’s great fun to talk about and watch movies about, but he isn’t true. Why are we spoil-sports? Because I don’t want him ever to come back to me and question our family’s faith as a “fairy-tale”. I don’t want him to say “If mom lied to me about Santa, what about Jesus?”
But to tell the class and spoil their fun? That was never my intention.
So yesterday I tried to teach him a social trick that I tell some of my students: Just smile and nod .
His response? “No way!”
My son, the Grinch.