Thursday, December 8, 2011
One of the first interpreters I ever met was "Santa". If you've worked at RIT or attended school there in the past 25 years, I bet you've seen him around. It's pretty easy to spot this jolly old fellow amidst a sea of college students.
We take the kids for pictures with Santa every year, even though it's something I feel a little funny about. (Santa was practically like the devil, when I was growing up.) I love that Santa signs, that he knows Brian and I and now our kids too.
"I think I saw Santa's bedroom." Kaylee whispered and pointed down the hall. LOL
My little guy was skeptical, nervous and blown away all within a span of a few minutes. At 6 years old, he's *pretty* sure that Santa is just a fun story.... It must be confusing to be a kid at Christmas time.
Last night we opened up one of the Christmas book presents, and read "God Gave us Christmas". It's a very sweet book with amazing pictures. I appreciate that it mentions Santa in passing, but emphasises all that God has given us, including Jesus as the best present of all. I want my kids to hear all the different stories there are at this fun time of year.