James has been skeptical of Santa for years. Ever since he heard about him. I don't like to lie about said large man. Ive been dealing with the question "is Santa a real person?" by asking him "what do you think?." Or sometimes, "You will know when your older." He would sadly admit "I think I already know."
Here is James at Josh's cousins' Christmas Party (circled in red). He seems to be saying "You think this big guy can fit down your chimney? Impossible!"
This year on Christmas eve we watched Polar Express and by the end we were both confused about our convictions.
We caught him on tape that night, admitting he now believes in Santa. I was so proud of him! Maybe because I could never have said that at age 6, or because it was before he opened all the things on his wish list, or maybe because its just time to believe in good things. I don't know, but it felt triumphant.
On New Years at my in laws we took turns toasting something to 2008. I toasted 'to life' with a wink. James caught right on and got a little somber. He took his time, and asked if everyone was listening (all the while staring at me). He then toasted to what I think we all wanted to say, 'to health.'
That night he sweetly prayed, "please bless ALL the things we toasted to tonight will come true."
Hes not all hope and faith, though.
I was just reading to the boys the book A Pocket Full of Kisses. Its the rather cheesy story of a boy raccoon who is worried about his mom sharing her love and 'kissing hands' with his little brother. He doesn't think she has enough love for the two of them. So in a sentimental moment the mom takes the boy outside, points to the sky, and explains:
"Every night, just before the sun goes down it reaches out with its rays and touches every star in the universe. One by one, the stars light up and shine down upon us. Even on nights we cant see the starts, they're up there sparkling away. No matter how many stars fill the sky, the sun will never run out of light, and its rays will never stop reaching out to them.
Thats the way it is with kissing hands. When somebody loves you, their kisses are like the suns rays-always there and always shining."
James quickly jumped in "yea, until it burns up all its fuel and explodes."