Here is a brief synopsis of our Christamas:
we bought kids gifts
kids wrote letters to Santa with long lists of requests
none of their requests were part of our earlier buying
we drove ourselves mental trying to find something, ANYTHING, from their lists
We failed (except my brother and sister-in-law did take time from their busy lives to shop for one
Desperate request and ship it to us in time for Christmas)
We gave the kids perfectly wonderful, albeit not requested, gifts
I found Ethan in tears. He told me he wondered what he had done wrong to cause Santa to not give him
Anything from his list 2 years in a row
I told Eric we HAD to tell the kids the truth about Santa because I couldn't have Ethan thinking
He was doing something bad and not able to figure out what it was
Eric broke the news to the kids
Ethan cried worse. He is, in his words, so disappointed to know that we lied to them for 7 and 9 years.
Tomorrow has to be better.