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To any confused families, my husband is not Santa
Commentary by Danielle Pelkey
The North Jefferson News
Who doesn’t love a good Christmas story?
I know that children, young and old, glow when the thoughts of Santa and reindeer enter their heads.
Well, not all children love Santa. Most are actually scared of the oversized man dressed in red with the crazy looking white beard and long hair.
My children are no exception to this rule. Anna, my 1-year-old, cried and shook so much when she saw Santa, it was pathetic.
My older daughter, Raygan is 2 now. She has dealt with this Santa Claus for a couple of years and I truly thought she would be an old pro. At first she wasn’t sure about the jolly old fellow, but after he offered her a candy cane, she was putty in his hands. She smiled like a kid on front of a cereal box.
However, my husband recently announced that he was going to be Santa in the school play and he had a costume in his truck. He thought it would be fun to put the suit on and visit Raygan in the living room of our house. Thank the Lord, Anna was sleeping through this whole ordeal.
He sneaked off into the bedroom for what seemed like a year and out he came, fluffed with a body pillow around his waist and the worst fake beard and hair I had ever seen.
As he shouted “Ho ho ho” down the hallway, Raygan began to squirm in my arms. I told her it was just Santa coming to see what she wanted to Christmas. She yelled, “presents!” and then continued to wiggle her way up my lap.
As “Santa” entered the room, the tears began to flow. She was shaking and crying and clinging to me like a spider monkey. I finally convinced her that it was just her daddy dressed up like Santa, but she needed him to leave the premises immediately in order to return to normalcy around the house. He happily went outside to freak out our neighbors and anyone who may be driving by.
Now Raygan tells all of her friends at school that Santa is her daddy and I’m pretty sure that there are about 30 parents ready to kill us for ruining Christmas for their families. To these families, I apologize and wish them all a merry Christmas.
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