Wednesday, March 11, 2009


So you were right, after the tooth fairy's demise, Santa followed. Yesterday, I was forced to admit that yes, I bought the presents and put them under the tree. I had all prepared my explanation of how God's and St. Nicholas' spirit fill me at Christmas and I am just the instrument of their goodness. Didn't happen. How do you know about Santa, I asked? Aidan (his friend) told him but also said that the tooth fairy and Santa weren't real, but only God was "magic". So, he covered the subject succinctly. William seemed very matter of fact and very analytical about it all. "I guess I'll have to do this someday for my kids someday, won't I?" He's already moved way on down the road, leaving his childhood behind. I suspect the Easter Bunny is next. Poof! He's gone.

Phantom has become scared of his own shadow after being bullied by other horses and my benign neglect of his training during sub-freezing temperatures. Taking a rather cautious approach to avoid broken bones, I have decided to walk him every day I can to accustom him to the sights and sounds of the neighborhood. So what freaked him out this week? A paddock of miniature horses. Like the ones that are in the paddock with him every stinkin' day. Miniatures that are the same color and full brothers/sisters to the miniatures that are in the same stinkin' paddock with him every day. But they could be monsters! They could attack in a pack! Well, there were four of them. Pretty scary creatures, those miniatures!

Louise (kitten) chewed through Anna's mouse cord.


debra said...

I remember when #2 daughter was no longer satisfied with my "We all have Santa within us" explanation. Sigh....they do grow up.

pita-woman said...

I'm so sorry your little man is growing up, but I guess it was inevitable.
Gotta love the "life with animal" stories. :)

Kristen Painter said...

I can't really relate to the whole Santa thing as we weren't ever brought up to believe in him at all.

Also, the number of cords that have been chewed through in this house is staggering.

Cloudia said...

LOL, what a great post. Exactly what I was talking about in my reply to your comment over at da spiral on Wednesday!

Aloha, Sistah!

Brother Tobias said...

I once told my daughter, as parents traditionally do at the nursery rhyme stage, that the moon was made of cheese. A few years later she came home from school in tears, having argued the point with a teacher and her whole class, because she trusted her dad so completely. At 21 and 18, she and her brother still get stocking though.

Junosmom said...

Debra: yep, they do. I tried not feeding them but that didn't work. They got their own food.

Pita: He doesn't look like a baby anymore at all.

Kristen: I am worried she'll chew through the wrong one and be electrocuted. Any close calls for you?

Cloudia: Yes, but I have the better deal - I escape to Hawai'i!

Brother Tobias: How sweet that she believed so completely. I wonder if, having learned the truth, she did again.


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