Telling the truth about Santa

ksmybuttons

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This was in our local paper today. What a beautiful way to tell your child about Santa:

"So, you've been wondering if I'm real? I heard your parents trying to explain to you the true meaning of who I am and what I represent. I thought I'd help them out.

"Your parents have done their best to give you the gift of their tradition. They grew up, as you have, knowing and loving me, Santa. They knew as children that Santa would enter their homes (how that happened, they never knew), and they would awaken Christmas morning to gifts Santa had left them under the tree. What a wonderful tradition! As they grew older, some of their friends started doubting I existed. Those children tried to persuade others not to believe in me.

"As you know, many people have different beliefs in what the holiday season is all about and observe different traditions at this time of year. Children love the celebrations because they usually receive gifts. *****, when children like you grow into young adults, they receive the gift of who I am and what this holiday season really means. Young children may not understand that special gift; you can't wrap it up and put it under the tree.

"Your parents asked me to write you a letter to help you understand the special gifts they are passing down to you every day.

"My name is: Santa Claus, Kriss Kringle, Claus, St. Nicholas, St. Nick, Santa or Fat Man with a White Beard. These are names that have been given to me through the years. But who I am represents so much more:

"I am the end of the rainbow, the luck of a head's-up penny, and Tinker Bell's fairy dust. I am your good luck charm, your Guardian Angel and your wishing star. I am your prayer at night, your lucky dress and your best friend. I am in every gift you receive and especially in every gift you give.

"I am the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy and the Candy Fairy. I am the candle on your birthday cake, I am the four-leaf clover and I am the penny in the wishing well. I am your hug in the morning, your kiss goodbye and your goodnight wish.

"I am the magic in a snowflake, the colors in a sunset and the mist of the ocean breeze. I am in the words, 'Thank you,' 'I'm sorry' and 'I love you.'

"So, *****, the gift I bring to you this year is the greatest gift you ever will receive from me. Only special children know who I am and what I represent. You are now one of those special children. Take the gift of who I am, and share a wish, share a hug, share a dream, share hope and share love. These are the true gifts that people need to receive every day from Santa.

"Merry Christmas, *****, every day of the year.

"Love, Santa"
 
Sorry Santa. Me again. No time for the hardbiled stuff right now. I make sure I'll check out tomorrow.

I had a couple of eggs today and there were something wrong with them. The york was a kind of lemmony color instead of peachy orange.

Does this mean the eggs were fucked up or the farmer had forgotten to put saffron in them?
 
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