So that may be a bit dramatic, but it is the end of something. I never felt comfortable with the whole idea anyway, but that is just because I have a screw or two loose. At least that is what most people tell me when we talk about this.
What is "this"? The tooth fairy, Santa Claus, the Easter bunny and all of the other magical and mythical creatures that are just grown ups disguised as "magic". I think it all stems back to my childhood...
I remember being really pissed off when I found out that all of the magic present bringers were really just grown ups. Why? Because everyone had pulled one over on me. I mean, grown-ups aren't supposed to LIE...especially not to the kids they punish for lying!
So when Bryn was born, Aaron and I actually had discussions about whether or not we would have Santa at our house. I really am not a total Scrooge...I love the idea of a nice, jolly man who brightens up the lives of everyone at Christmas by bringing presents and has a whole herd of reindeer, so I decided in the end it would be kind of fun and surely my kid would figure it out pretty quickly and I wouldn't have to "lie" for long. I mean, I found out by the time I was 6 and certainly kids are more savvy these days, right? Well, I have been trying (subtly) to get Bryn to ask me about the reality of Santa for a couple of years, but she just wouldn't bite. It evidently took the tooth fairy not coming for 5 or 6 days this week (and, no, I did not forget on purpose!) to bring it all to a head. The conversation went something like this...
Me: So why do you think the tooth fairy might not have come?
Bryn: (Long pause) Maybe she was just really busy.
Me: Maybe. Do you think there might be any other reason?
Bryn: Do you?
Me: I don't know...tell me what you think.
Bryn: You tell me what you think.
Me: You tell me what YOU think.
Bryn: I am too embarrassed to say.
Me: Don't be embarrassed...I am your Mom and I won't think what you say is silly.
Bryn: (Long pause) Are you the tooth fairy, Mom?
Me: (Sigh of relief) Yes, I am. And guess who else I am?
Bryn: I had been thinking that since I was 6, but I was too embarrassed to say anything.
Me: Well, now that you know you get to do all the cool stuff like stay up late and put out presents for the little kids with Dad and I and the other grownups. And make sure not to tell anyone who doesn't know about Santa or the tooth fairy or the Easter bunny yet because you don't want to ruin the surprise.
Bryn: Woohoo! (I think this was because of the "stay up late" part...)
And there you have it. The end of my angst over Santa. And all the better that it happened now since I had to tell her that the post office may have lost her Santa gifts on the way to Boise and she might have a few fewer presents until we can hit the USPS up for the insurance money!
And don't remind me that I have to go through all of this again with kid number two...