All over the world there are kids having their hearts broken at this time of the year, as they discover a cache of wrapped gifts in the basement or closet, and their parents decide to tell them the truth about Santa Claus.
But that raises the question: When is the best time to let your children in on the secret? The answer will obviously vary from family to family, and even child to child. Yet the truth has to come out at some point - and as they say about sex - it's better your kids hear it from you than from peers in the schoolyard. There will be less chance of your little one feeling foolish and even betrayed by his parents. "Why didn't you tell me!"
You can offer your comments below, but here is my story.
I can honestly say that I never lied to my kids about Santa Claus. Now let me explain, before you accuse me of being like the misguided mom on "Miracle on 34th Street," who told her daughter that Santa was a myth. From the earliest years, my wife and I told our boys that Santa Claus was a nickname for St. Nicholas, who is now in heaven with God. As a saint, he is able to move around the world pretty quickly on December 24th and spread the Christmas spirit. When they got older and asked how St. Nicholas got down the chimney and knew what everyone wanted, we would simply say that God has a way of making every child happy on his own birthday. Jesus is really the one who gives the gifts.
OK, maybe we're a little legalistic and theologically scrupulous. But we come by it honestly. I distinctly remember, when my mother told me the truth about Santa Claus, that I felt I had been lied to. It took a while to get over, and I began wondering what else my parents had not been quite truthful about. Of course, my mom described it as a "white lie," meaning it was well-intended and harmless. But at 9 years old, I didn't see such distinctions.
So while I would not deny my children the joy of Santa and the hidden gifts, I also would spare them the shock of a "white lie." Thus, I told my 9 year old last summer because I didn't want him to be the only 5th grader who didn't know about Santa. I imagined I saw the "you lied to me" look in his eyes and I quickly explained that his mom and I had always told the truth about Santa and St. Nicholas. We never said he came down the chimney, and we always said it was by the love of Jesus that the gifts are delivered. My 6-year-old will hear the same story when he is 9 - if his brother doesn't tell him before then.
Are my kids better off for all my efforts at honesty? Maybe, maybe not. What do you think?
Write down your own "Secret Santa" story. What should we tell our kids, and when?
Why would anyone be opposed with telling the full truth to their children that Santa as such doesn't exist? Do we really think such a fable adds something to their life that without it there is a real loss? Christmas isn't about Santa. It isn't even about gift-giving or joy or any other of these things (even if they are apart of Christmas). But Christmas is of course about Christ. Everything we do during Advent and Christmas to celebrate this Solemnity should express that.
Further, while it is true that it is always evil to lie and so one should never lie, it doesn't follow that it is always ok to deceive which IS what is going on here. It is not clear that such deception, even if well-intentioned, is good. Children naturally trust their parents. When their parents deceive them (even without lying) they should feel betrayed. It is a sacred trust that ought not be taken so lightly. Faith is not simply a skill that one has but one ought to believe in something because it is true! So to teach someone to believe in something for any other reason that they think it is true seems dangerous (for children ought then to trust you less if you deceive them into believing in something false). I think we take this all too lightly and need to give serious thought to the proper relationship between children and parents and what responsibilities parents have to foster that relationship in such a way as to not destroy that proper trust since this trust is so closely tied to the responsibility to form one's children for Christ (including teaching them the faith).
Posted by: Matthew | December 17, 2010 at 09:44 PM
Well done, Brian. My wife and I have handled our children much the same way. We never came right out and claimed that there's no real Santa, but we never spoke a word confirming the story, either. And we've also found that we haven't needed to have 'the conversation' about Santa, either. Our older children totally understand the whole situation, and we anticipate it going the same way with our youngest, now in 1st grade.
Posted by: ROHess | December 16, 2010 at 10:47 AM
Santa's not real?!?
Posted by: Tom | December 15, 2010 at 09:36 PM
My two youngest sons are 21 and 17. To them Santa is very real. Daniel had to go up and visit Santa three times at a Party the other day as he wants to visit. Yes, my sons are very special and so many after Mass will tell me how we inspire them because they are always happy. As I have told people it's not what I do for them it's what they do for me.
Posted by: James | December 15, 2010 at 08:47 PM
I never told them there was a Santa!! (I did play along with the fun.)But I did tell them there was a God. I was aware of the problems it could bring when they eventually discovered the truth, and indeed the day arrived when one of my sons came in and was in tears, he had just made the discovery and he was in tears because I had lied to him!! And I just said to him I never lied and I never had.
Posted by: Mrs. R | December 15, 2010 at 03:16 PM
Great post Brian.
Your way of handling it was great and I applaud you for sharing your experience.
For us, my daugther (now 13) really didn't officially hear from us until she was 12. She had doubts starting at 11 and we didn't continue to push the myth. Instead, we encouraged her to believe what she believed. Her friends were all telling her he didn't exist and we used it as a lesson of faith. Now, when she found out, she was OK with it and thanked us for all the years we used the myth to make Christmas not only a joyous religious holiday, but a fun one too.
My son is now 10...and when to tell them I do believe depends on the individual child. He's very much still believing. And this day and age where kids are invited to grow-up too fast, I like that he's clinging to something so innocent.
God bless.
Posted by: Sdgully | December 15, 2010 at 02:33 PM