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When the time comes…

December 9, 2009

This is how I want to respond to the inevitable, devastating, question about Santa Claus.

We had a little visit with him on Saturday.

Scooby, later over dinner, comments: Mom, Santa sounds like Mr. Phil.

(uhhhhhh….) Well, I bet he hears that a lot! (smile brightly, hoping this will suffice)

Scooby: Mom, I think Santa IS Mr. Phil

(more uhhhhhh…..) You know, honey, I think that Santa is awfully busy at this time of year. How could he possibly leave the North Pole at such a busy time? Don’t you think he needs helpers? Plus, I think one of the neat things about Santa is that we never really get to see him…it’s all part of the magic!

That seemed to do, for now. He’s too smart for us to fool him for long. But in the meantime, we’re having an awful lot of fun with Mudge.

Meet Mudge (see photo above). He’s our house elf. A scout, really. Santa sends him out every year right after Thanksgiving. He shows up in the middle of the night and we find him the next morning – usually high on a shelf beyond our reach. Every night he takes off and reports back to Santa, and returns before the following morning on a different perch.

Scooby is convinced that Mudge occasionally winks at him. Scrappy wants to get his hands on poor Mudge so bad he can harldy stand it. If you touch him, he’ll lose his magic, but Scrappy doesn’t seem to care.
I hope this lasts forever. I know it won’t, but I wish it would.
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5 Comments leave one →
  1. December 9, 2009 8:46 am

    >You will find it increasingly hard, yet at the same time a more enjoyable challenge to deal with this. I wish I could stomp on the roof and shake the bells we did in Virginia – (and the first year back here in California.) 🙂

  2. December 9, 2009 5:28 pm

    >nice comeback to the Mr. Phil response!!!

  3. December 9, 2009 5:53 pm

    >Love the idea of Mudge the watchful Elf! I'll have to keep that in mind, that is so cute! I'm cracking up about "Santa sounds like Mr. Phil." That's a SHARP kid you have there.

  4. December 9, 2009 6:10 pm

    >Here is something to think about and hold in your heart. While believing in Santa has an inevitable expiration date, there's a strong chance that when your boys grow up and have your grandchildren, they will bring back the Mudge tradition to delight and thrill those sweet babes. The magic goes on…..Traditions are the glue that connects one generation to the next.

  5. December 10, 2009 1:43 am

    >Such a sad day when they figure it out but then he can make it special for the rest of the family by knowing the truth! This very probably will be his last year. Santa is so much fun but it never lasts long enough!

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