Lying to kids about Santa

I'd suspect you could raise loving happy productive children who valued every day and throw them an Ipod once a year.

 

There will always be people who have no idea how to handle money, Christmas has nothing to do with their issues. And their lives are none of my business.

There are plenty of people who don't spend themselves into debt, and that is none of my business, either.

 

I think I saw your kid the other day...

 

Exactly, Christmas was always so magical to me. I think kids have plenty of time to get "serious" about things later in life.

 

Don't get me wrong, what people do or introduce to their children is their own business and I don't think anyone else has the right to criticize or judge that, as long as it's not abusive. The christmas thing is just how I feel personally. I don't believe in the idea of christmas, but I do think that it should be fun for children. Of course "fun" doesn't necessarily mean spoil your kids with gifts.

 

The people against the way others raise their kids are also forgetting how young these kids are...they are not 15, they are 5.

I'm not going to lay a trip on a 5 year old about the high cost of things. Instead they know their wish list is a WISH list. Not a demand-and-you-shall-receive list.

My kids have outgrown Santa, and they still understand the wish list. I think they might actually be ok, despite the damage I've imposed on them, letting them believe in something that didn't exist...lol

I'll raise my own kids, thanks, and you know what? They will turn out just fine, because they are loved and taken care of.

 

Merry Kifwax proples! I love you all! Should I ask if I'll be getting magic mushrooms under the tree? It's difficult. I'm not completely elfish, and a tinny part of me can commiserate with, if not appreciate, how hard it must be to make money and invest in an igloo. I am starving! Life is so incommunicable sometimes! I feel like a stump that no-one dares decorate! lol A y'alltired log.

Here's to the great givering! Because life, no matter what we suffer, has always been free!

 

That's really all there is to it as I see it. Kids obviously need love and not 'things'. But a toy for a kid doesn't spoil them. Bad parenting does.

Or the evil gene. :devil:

 

I still remember the day someone "dropped the bomb" and told me Santa didn't exist.

 

Three things I've never been able to believe in were Santa, the Easter bunny, and god.

Christmas eve when I was five years old I slept on the couch and when I woke up to find my parents putting presents under the tree I said, "I knew santa was you guys," and went back to bed.

Unfortunately the church doesn't have a couch I can sleep on, but I've sat in the pews and heard the man on the stage claim things and say god told him it was the truth.

 

I knew santa wasn't real but no-one ever 'dropped it' on me until I was seven. I guess it kind of alarmed everyone that I was willing to pretend? lol

Made me feel silly.

 

What I find amazing is that if someone says what they do and why, those who don't do the same, then take it as an attack and attack back....

To those people... Get a fucking life.

This is a forum for sharing ideas and thoughts... I don't give a fuck what you do or don't do with your kids. That doesn't mean you have any right to take me sharing my thoughts on christmas as an attack on the way you raise your kids.

 

I first realized that Santa wasn't real when I realized that Santa's handwriting and my mom's handwriting was the same.

I used to have to go to church and I remember one year the priest said in his sermon that Santa wasn't real and all the kids and parents got upset, luckily I already knew it wasn't real.

Personally I would have been mad at my parents if they had told me when I was a little kid that Santa wasn't real. I probably would have told my friends that he wasn't real and I would not have wanted to be that kid. And I definitely would have felt like I had missed out on some childhood magic.

 

I read about that in a book once... pretty cool.

 

I wanted to chuck the whole holiday but everyone said I am a scrooge. I really hate christmas. I love winter, I love family, I love food. I hate the consumerism, I hate the disappointments when spoiled people don't get what they want, I hate the meltdowns that happen every year by someone for not providing the "perfect christmas" I will not tell my children that santa brought them toys. I will tell them about saint Nicholas, the origins of Santa and about charity. They know he's a story

 

I think there's a certain innocence in a child's belief in Santa, and they should be able to hold onto that innocence for as long as possible.

I never heard anything about Santa's connection to amanita muscaria though. I'm curious.

 

he ethnic cultures that live in the north of Kamchatka (a peninsula in the far northeast of Siberia), especially the Tschuktschen and Korjaken, live as reindeer nomads and wander with their flocks in the vast plains of that country. They and other north Siberian shamans ritually ingest the fly agaric mushroom, especially when they want to communicate with the souls of their ancestors or make contact with the spirits for divination and to heal the sick.

Reindeer, Sleighs, and Shamans

The feeling of flying that occurs after consumption [of fly agaric mushrooms] is an effect that could be the origin of the Scandinavian and English version of Father Christmas, who flies through the air on his reindeer sleigh.
--BREMNESS 1994, 286

The idea of a great variety of reindeer sleighs flying through the air at Christmastime seems to be pervasive. A laughing, red-and-white Father Christmas sits in his sleigh with his sack, his rod, and the presents. Every year this ancient shaman comes down to Earth in his reindeer sleigh and lands on numerous roofs--the very image of a great, twinkling, lit-up, Christmas decoration.

Father Christmas is a pagan shaman from the grey mist of a distant European past. This might seem strange to a lot of people in our day; they may even think that this is an extremely far-fetched claim. Can you prove something like that?
--Appleton 2002, 53

Siberian mythology describes a “heavenly hunt” in a manner similar to the Germanic wild hunt. The Siberian shamans ride on reindeer sleighs through the air, up to the clouds. The world tree is their goal; this is where the magic reindeer are. The Siberian Tschutschuken say that the moon is a man on a sleigh that is pulled by two reindeer to Earth and can fly back up to heaven--just like our Father Christmas (Guter 1978, 57ff). The association of reindeer and shamanism is ancient. In the caves of the Ardèche are wall paintings of reindeer that are around thirty thousand years old. As early as the Old Stone Age, reindeer were sunk in moors as sacrificial offerings--for example, in the Hamburg steppe of Meiendorf and Stellmoor and in Magdalénien (Pohlhausen 1953). This is the ritual context of cultic poles or stakes crowned with anthropomorphic mushrooms with dwarf caps. Sometimes, even reindeer skulls were placed on top of such sacrificial stakes. These often-neglected details may be early associations of the reindeer with the godly mushrooms, just as the mushroom-topped ritual poles may be early ancestors of the Christmas tree. So the red-and-white Father Christmas, riding on his reindeer sleigh through the air, clearly was nothing other than an anthropomorphic fly agaric mushroom or a fly agaric mushroom shaman.
Mistletoe and Christmas. What other holiday tradition brings such a smile to the faces of men and women of all ages?
It wasn't always this way.
For at least 3,000 years, mistletoe was gathered in midsummer and was burned as part of a Celtic ritual.
Mistletoe was considered sacred by virtue of its occurrence on oak trees (a rare occurrence in Europe), a sacred tree and a symbol of strength and immortality.
The plant was ceremoniously cut with a golden sickle by Celtic priests and caught on a white cloth so as to avoid touching the ground. This ceremony coincided with the winter solstice and thus began the winter celebration.
Mistletoe was also used to welcome the new year and to ward off evil. Mistletoe was hung over a baby's cradle to prevent theft from fairies, and it was believed that mistletoe promoted dreams that unlocked the secrets of immortality.
When hung in the home, mistletoe symbolized purity and strength and promoted happiness, romance and peace. In fact, custom called for enemies meeting beneath the mistletoe to throw down their weapons and embrace.
Mistletoe also was believed to possess medicinal properties. When worn, mistletoe had the extraordinary powers of warding off demons and witches while protecting the wearer from fits, fever, tremors and poison. On top of all that, it was thought to promote fertility. It was even used as a treatment for convulsions and nervous disorders (even though mistletoe is very poisonous!). It also had some use as a vasodilator and sedative until the 1950s. Modern medical research has shown that mistletoe has promise for treating some cancers, hypertension, vertigo, epilepsy, palsy and cardiovascular ailments. Research has also confirmed that it is, in fact, very poisonous, so alternatives were developed and mistletoe--the miracle drug--disappeared.
Because of its association with pagan ceremonies, mistletoe was banned from Christmas ceremonies by the Church.

 

When I was in kindergarten, some little brat at school was telling all the kids that Santa wasn't real. I told my parents I was going to punch him in the face. They didn't approve. And I'm pretty sure that's ultimately how I found out.

 

I'm still a little disturbed that my parents made me sit on a strangers lap at the mall and tell him what I wanted. That is a pedophiles dream job, they probably forward to Christmas more than anyone.

 

I was in iraq and santa visited us.. only time in my adult life I ever received a gift from someone dressed as santa.. must of been him.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ALhq-edf0qk&feature=related"]YouTube - Santa "N" Soldier