Tom, are there errand-running services you could call from work to get to do some shopping for you?
I have not told my daughter about Santa, but she knows all about the idea. mr. flea is more in favor of the idea, and I don't have a dog in the fight. I was a Santa denier in childhood, myself (my mother comments on it in my baby book when I am 3.)
In my family we do all get stockings (still, as adults), but we haven't made any pretense of Santa in years. This is the first year there's a child of age for it to be relevant.
Ugh, Tom. I am so sorry. Maybe you can skip the family thing and have just some Tom and neice time later on in the week? Or is it an obligatory family gathering?
In any case, {{{{Tom}}}
Poor you, Tom! It's not too late to order everything online. Hey, speaking of your neice, is there any chance a picture of her was in a frame-seller's display in the Grand Central gift market?
is there any chance a picture of her was in a frame-seller's display in the Grand Central gift market?
Huh. I was was at the GCT gift fair earlier this week. I didn't see anything, but then again I wasn't looking for frames.
I was was at the GCT gift fair earlier this week. I didn't see anything, but then again I wasn't looking for frames.
It wasn't in a frame, actually, but like a clippy thing. Anyway, it seems like it would only be likely if the store owner was a friend of the family or whatever, and you'd probably know that right? Not that I know your neice, but the little girl in the picture had Those Eyes.
I'm getting out of work now, so it looks like I'll have some time today to get something for my niece.
I don't remember when I stopped believing in the Tooth Fairy but I don't think I ever believed in the Easter Bunny. I figured out Santa pretty early. I know I faked believing for at least two years because I was the youngest and I was worried my family would be sad when they found out I knew the truth.
When my brother was young, I think around eight, definitely old enough to know... some older kids in the playground started making fun of him for believing in Santa. He argued and they said, "go home and ask your ma." He ran home, "Mom? Is Santa real?" She replied, "Why of course he is!" So he ran back to the playground and told all those kids they were wrong!
That's totally how I'll be. I think Laura said it in Bitches the other day. If you are in my house, you believe in Santa. You don't want to believe, that's fine, but keep it to yourself.
IOHolidayN I am still pissed about the photo on the front page of the Daily Breeze on Friday. It showed a miserable baby trying to get down off Santa's lap while his sister tried to comfort him. This is not funny. This is cruel. I wish all Santas everywhere would enact a "no crying babies" rule. If your kid's not excited to sit on Santa's lap, please come back next year.
