She did a nice job of following her teacher's directions, but looked scared out of her wits most of the time. At one point, the Christmas Story - the real story - was read. Nardos and a few other children were the "stars". She took her time trying on about 6 headbands before she decided on a star that fit to her liking!
After the program, they had a cookies and punch reception. They had a "Santa" there. We, as a couple, decided 14 years ago that we would not make a big deal of "Santa" and made decision to focus our celebration of Christmas on the birth of Jesus. Well, Nardos has heard of the fuzzy guy via her peers and was eager to meet the old guy. Clearly, someone had also told her that you tell "Santa" what you want and he will get it for you. So, here we are in line to see "Santa" and she is telling me her list of items that she is going to ask for. When we were about 4 kids from the front of the line, she casually leaned over and looked at the basket of candy canes and little toys that were sitting to the right of the old man. At that point, she squinted (looking intently at the basket), looked up at me and with great disappointment said, "I don't see any pink princess dresses". She thought that you asked for it and *poof* you get what you asked for! I stifled my guffaw and explained to her that you can ask, but then you have to wait. You don't get toys tonight. She did go through with talking to "Santa". Here's the proof. Later, Beti explained to her that Santa wasn't real, but rather a person in a costume, pretending. She took it well.
That night, she cleared it all up. "Christmas is Jesus' birthday, Mommy." "Yes, Nardos. That's right. It's all about Jesus."
Merry Christmas!
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