"Are you Santa?"

I'm not gonna lie, last night my heart was broken ;,( Right as the girls were going to bed they wrote a note and asked Bryson and me to come up to their room. They would not discuss it in the family room (strange!) Of course we ran up. Taylor then proceeded to tell us that she knew we werre Santa and that she had known for years! Well Skyler was not in the room she was hiding in Myles room trying to avoid the conversation.

I knew the girls knew. But they were so stinkin sweet I loved they way they played along and droped small suttle hints here and there. I loved it. I though we had a pact. And that we were going to somehow just stroll right over the "Are you Santa?" question all together!!!

Sky finally came in after Bryson forced her in, she looked like a cowering little mouse, scared to death! Kinda funny/sad. Taylor began to list off all the reasons Santa isn't real.

#1- A substitute teacher in a different class told everyone that Santa & the Easter Bunny are not reat
l! Seriouly if I could get my hands on him... She all ready suspected this but that was concrete evidence!
#2- Last year all of the other realitives kept thanking their spouse for thier belongings in their stocking??? (stockings are frome Santa at our house!!!)
#3- She saw Bernard our elf get moved... oops
#4- one year mom forgot to return Bernard after Christmas (oops)

Ok so she has some good points and she is 11! And she has doubted for years hence the #1-4 reasons above. But it was so sad that Sky still wants to believe and her older sister is ruining it for her. Oh bother!

So I Wrote them both this letter to some up how I feel about Santa. I found 2 different ones on pintrest and liked the direction they took then wrote my own (thank you pintrest!)

Dear Skyler & Taylor,

Last night you asked a very good question, “Are you Santa?”  

I know you have wanted the answer for a long time, and we have given it careful thought to know just what to say.

The answer is no. We are not Santa. There is no one Santa.

We are the people who fill your stocking with presents, though. We also choose to wrap the presents under the tree, the same way our parents did for us, and the same way their parents did for them.

We imagine you will someday do this for your children, and I know you will love seeing them run down the stairs on Christmas morning. You will love seeing them dump out their stockings. You will love seeing them look at all the presents under the tree, their faces lit up with joy and excitement.  You will probably even make them wait to open the presents until you are there watching, just like your mom and dad do!

This won’t make you Santa, though.

Santa is bigger than any one person, and his work has gone on longer than any of us have lived. What he does is simple, but it is powerful. He teaches us how to have belief in something we can’t see or touch.

It’s a big job, and it’s an important one. Throughout your life, you will need this capacity to believe: in yourself, in your family, in your talents and in the Savior Jesus Christ. You will also need to believe in things you can’t measure or even hold in your hand; faith, hope , charity, happiness, and love believe in all these gifts. Santa and more importantly Christmas about our Savior we  give love to others like the Savior did, it can be a gift or an act of service.

Santa like the Savior is a teacher, and we are his students. Now you have the secret of how Santa gets down all those chimneys on Christmas Eve. He has help from all the people who truly believe in the gift of the Savior and whose hearts he’s filled with joy. The magic and love and spirit of giving to others is what Christmas is all about. Santa  lives  in our hearts just like the Savior.

With full hearts, people like daddy and me take our turns helping Santa do a job that would otherwise be impossible. The mission is to bring all souls unto Christ.

So, no.  We are not Santa. Santa is faith, hope, charity, love and happiness. We are on his team,  and  you are too.

We love you

Mom & Dad