My oldest child is 10 and I am definitely reaching the point where I am getting tired of trying to sustain the make believe of tooth fairies, Easter Bunnies and Santa. In fact, I have been known to mention about how much we paid for something so they better darn well treat it better, when oops that item was supposed to have come from Santa.
The greedy little buggers that they are can’t even remember what presents Nana bought never mind Santa.
Yet I had an out this morning and did I take it, no. I bent over backwards to keep the belief alive. What with us all having the flu twice in three weeks and being off work with the kids on spring break, I had been behind in my Easter preparations. So I ran off with SIL late yesterday afternoon for a quick dash to the drugstore to find something for my kids.