I go back and forth on the "Magic" of Christmas. I feel that I get roped into deeper and deeper fallacies each year. Santa becomes more powerful and is likened to God in his ability. I have a problem with that. The Elf on the Shelf is the latest craze and now that little guy has powerful and magical abilities too. It isn't that I fault anyone for participating in these rituals, they just don't feel right to me. I have always told my kids that there is no such thing as magic and now I feel myself frantically backpedaling with my 8 year old and muddying the waters with the, "Santa is an exception." I am not one for the gray area; things are black and white if I have anything to say about it. One of my friends likes to remind me that the magic is special and believing in it as a child is right of passage. I don't fully agree as I can't ever remember believing in it. I was one of those unfortunate (maybe fortunate?) souls who was told the truth from a much older friend at a young age.
Regardless of what I think, we play the part (minimally) and our kids are fully immersed in the magic of the season. An example of this was when Lila pulled Santa out of the corner for a very sweet and loving dance. She was conversing with him the entire time. Maybe the magic isn't all bad. . .
