The Magic of Santa: Passing on the Torch

The Magic of Santa

Passing on the Torch to the Next Generation

Last night my husband told me that our 12 year old son was asking some tough questions about Santa. He's ready to know the truth. His friends all know and have been sworn to secrecy, but he's a die hard fan, and wants so very much for the magic of Santa to be real.

Several years ago, one of his friends at school told him about the Tooth Fairy. My son didn't believe the boy, so his friend told him that the next time he lost his tooth, he shouldn't tell us, and then he should wait to see if the Tooth Fairy brought him something. Sure enough, the Tooth Fairy didn't come.

Once I found out that he "knew" about the Tooth Fairy, I shared the magic of the Tooth Fairy with him, and entrusted him with the secret, and told him that now that he knew, he was now gifted with the magic to be the Tooth Fairy for the next generation. I told him he could NEVER tell anyone, that the magic must be kept sacred, until his own children were ready to take on the magic and responsibility for themselves. I told him if he put his tooth under his pillow one last time, the Tooth Fairy would leave him one final present. I left him a crisp $20. The next morning, he came downstairs with a sparkle in his eye, and gave me a big hug.

So now that it's time for the magic of Santa to be revealed, I am so very, very sad to see this part of his childhood taken away. I want him to keep on believing forever and ever. I love the magic of Santa, and I hope that I can pass on that love to him. I found a letter on Pinterest that I saw, I borrowed a few of their phrases (thank you! I tried citing their pin here, but keep getting a bad link.  So thanks to you who wrote to Ryan and inspired my own letter to my son. ), and I wrote him a letter:

We watched him read the letter, and seeing his eyes fill with tears nearly broke my heart.  But at the end, he said, "I thought so, Mom."  And then he started crying.  Then he gave us each a big hug and said, "I'm so glad you told me."  And then he started laughing about all the little hints and clues he had figured out along the way.  And then he cried a little bit more.  And then he hugged us one more time.  And then he left.  

I'm so sad it's over.

Sniffle

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