Later in the day, my wife and son had more cookies. We didn’t make all that many so they were going fast.
Kai spoke up.
“Mom, we should save a cookie for Santa.”
Ha! My son still believes in Santa Claus.
I’ve never been one to push the whole Santa thing too hard. When I was a child, I never got a big kick out of visiting Santa.
And with Kai, we make sure he knows about all the presents he gets from relatives, even though he doesn’t see them until Christmas morning after “Santa” has come. So, I wouldn’t be surprised if Kai thinks Santa is merely an extension of the postal service.
But it is sweet to see that he still has the innocence of believing in Santa. He will turn eight in a couple of months so who knows how much longer he will have this childlike quality.
It makes me feel like watching Miracle on 34th Street again.
And I know that Santa will savor his Christmas cookie especially so this year.
It was not so much that Kai had believed that Santa exists that was so heart warming...it was the fact that he thought of saving a cookie for him that was so kind of Kai. One of the many great things about children...they have a sense of compassion. That is what is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteYou're right! It is so nice that he was thinking of someone else.
ReplyDeleteAw, that is sweet. I say let him believe as long as he will!
ReplyDeleteBetsy, I would love to see him continue to believe for a long time... kids seem to grow up too quickly these days. We shall see.
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