I guess I’m ambivalent about the whole thing.
Which is probably why Siena doesn’t really give a flip about Santa. We’ve never told her Santa is a figment of Hallmark’s imagination, and as far as I know, no other child has broken the bad news. But she does know enough to ask her Nana for that tricked out pink bicycle she wanted, rather than waiting to sit on Santa’s lap.
I’ve never really encouraged the whole Santa Claus thing. She’s in a Waldorf school, so we don’t watch TV and get bombarded by the media with white puffball red hats and such. But we’ve let the collective Santa fantasy ride.
So what would I do if she discovered the truth and wanted to tell all the other kindergarteners? Good question.
After all, I’m the founder of Owning Pink. I’m all about being ALL YOU, ALL THE TIME and speaking your truth. I’m a believer in being authentic and letting your freak flag fly. I discourage half truths and conformity and pretending to be something you’re not. So should I tell my daughter to lie for the sake schoolyard peace?
It’s not that I’d ask her to get all excited and fake it. It’s not that I’d want her to buy into the well-intended white lie if she didn’t believe it to be true. But there’s a fine line between being authentically, truthfully YOU and risking someone else’s joy and well being.