tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post7556955369492261896..comments2024-02-19T23:01:34.366+11:00Comments on eglantine's cake:: Falling from GracePenni Russonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17956453252195293843noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-11997597401185250442009-12-17T14:27:33.460+11:002009-12-17T14:27:33.460+11:00Maybe Fred could tell my Mum about Santa? Santa ke...Maybe Fred could tell my Mum about Santa? Santa kept leaving presents for me, overnight, under my stocking at my parents' house, until the Christmas I was in hospital having my own baby. A good twenty years after I stopped believing.<br /><br />I always wondered why Santa didn't wrap presents for us, when he did for my friends, and then my best friend noticed that Santa's handwriting was the same as her Mum's. Then there was the year all the Best Friend's presents got stolen on Christmas Eve and they had to break it to her little sister that Santa wouldn't be coming after all. Naturally she already knew, and was just playing along to make sure "Santa" kept coughing up.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-29020509221958479162009-12-17T11:16:48.674+11:002009-12-17T11:16:48.674+11:00Oh God, I hope my children never ask this.Oh God, I hope my children never ask this.Stomper Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04038937073264645029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-43819039492107820392009-12-14T22:36:03.371+11:002009-12-14T22:36:03.371+11:00Mieke has quizzed me about the tooth fairy more th...Mieke has quizzed me about the tooth fairy more than once but never Santa. Which kind of puzzles me because there's freaking Santas everywhere. I'm not ready for her to know the truth yet so I will continue to be vague and turn the question back to her when she asks. They learn everything so early now don't they? Or perhaps I was just totally naive...K for Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16714263735509285309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-69293071876922969852009-12-12T17:43:29.255+11:002009-12-12T17:43:29.255+11:00It's fascinating that belief isn't one way...It's fascinating that belief isn't one way or the other but a continuum, and their position on it is in constant flux. When I told Fred that the tooth fairy was real the first thing she sais was 'so that means Santa is real too!'Penni Russonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17956453252195293843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-60889427083428994112009-12-12T17:25:06.587+11:002009-12-12T17:25:06.587+11:00We've had this same conversation with First Bo...We've had this same conversation with First Born recently. We told him he had stumbled on to a very grown up secret and he had to be very grown up and not tell ANY kids at all. He was tickled to bits with the responsibility. I've noticed (happily) that he seems to have decided to lapse back into believing. He hasn't questioned the tooth fairy yet.Danihttp://www.thekitchenplayground.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-92041566465994449502009-12-12T13:16:24.060+11:002009-12-12T13:16:24.060+11:00ps. Katiecrackernuts tooth fairy efforts thrill me...ps. Katiecrackernuts tooth fairy efforts thrill me to bits.Susehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14837796439737091649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-3405529127691712682009-12-12T13:15:58.237+11:002009-12-12T13:15:58.237+11:00I did a similar thing when Son #1 was 10. He found...I did a similar thing when Son #1 was 10. He found out about Santa, the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny in one traumatic week and when he asked me ... tremblingly ... several days later if the Advent Fairy was real I grabbed him by the shoulders and looked him straight in the eye and said OMG yes child, of COURSE the Advent Fairy is real! Of course!<br /><br />I just knew he couldn't take any more.<br /><br />(The Advent Fairy is a big deal in our house, as she brings little trinkets and treasures to the advent table throughout December).Susehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14837796439737091649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-41663724014726561622009-12-11T10:24:13.653+11:002009-12-11T10:24:13.653+11:00She probably doesn't fully believe you. Part o...She probably doesn't fully believe you. Part of her is on the side of the kids at school who know you're wrong. Even when she says she knows it's not true, she can still hear the sleighbells and reindeers on the roof.<br /><br />What you know to be true and yet believe in your heart are two quite different things. So the magic is still there. It won't start to dissipate until she's a teenager and even then, she'll still want to pretend.Kirsty Murrayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08380555542006807223noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-14509345774861752009-12-11T10:11:28.483+11:002009-12-11T10:11:28.483+11:00I love reading about Fred, and your interaction wi...I love reading about Fred, and your interaction with her. From the time she was in utero until now, I feel like you have always nurtured her imagination and curiosity. And in this case, I guess it's her curiosity that has cornered her imagination! :) It's better than being cornered by the kids in the neighbourhood to break the news (which happened to me, at my dismay.)<br />Now that J is 7, sometimes I wonder if we should let him off the hook too.<br />You have a very special little girl there Penni! I think she is beautiful :) I hope this Christmas is more special and full of wonder than ever for her!Jasmin Tragashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04578345357917123178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-53039441070647053102009-12-10T20:56:10.065+11:002009-12-10T20:56:10.065+11:00Pen, what a classic anecdote. God I love your kids...Pen, what a classic anecdote. God I love your kids. I love their honesty, and yours. And what is it about the tooth fairy? I believed in her a lot longer than stupid Santa. Mum and Dad used to write teeny letters with eensy footprints and I loved it! Fred won't lose out by suspending her disbelief a little longer. All of these myths are a two-way act of faith and love between the teller and the hearer, don't you think? At some point, on some level, just like with Santa, she'll realise that her belief is as important to you as it was to her, even as she decries the falseness of it all. <br /><br />I've been drinking wine, so this might seem more eloquent to me than it does to you. Perhaps I should have sent a private email instead!Zeddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05586972108551981624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23502762.post-85619484551923518262009-12-10T08:52:24.747+11:002009-12-10T08:52:24.747+11:00It's a strange thing. Our lot just didn't ...It's a strange thing. Our lot just didn't ever ask. Not to this day, and they're 22, 20, 18 and 15. Actually, one did ask, once. And the response from a sibling was: "of course, Santa's real, do you think Mum and Kate could afford all that". Noice. <br />I also know that once one in our lot did know, no one let on. They were super protective of the younger ones and kept the dream alive. Some kind of sibling growing up and taking part in the care and raising of that younger child. Interesting. I suspect it's the case in other families. And yes, we also kept the tooth fairy going for a lot longer, it seems. I used to print out tiny little messages (in about 6pt) and tear the paper into a little scroll, dip it in tea and tie it with a piece of hair and leave it where the tooth had been laid out for collection. It worked a charm for YEARS. Often it was a receipt for payment, or a letter thanking the child and what would happen to the tooth. I wish I'd kept some of the stories. They were good.Kate Moorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11731006032499344619noreply@blogger.com