What is it about taking our children to see Santa? I mean, really. Stop and think about it a second. Is there any other time of year that you walk up and hand your child to a perfect stranger in the mall? No! And you ESPECIALLY don't hand them over to creepy old men who are well overdue for a shave.
So why do we do it? And why are we surprised when our sweet children take one look at the white haired, fat, beady eyed old man and let out a blood curdling scream!? And why do we keep going back? Year after year, child after child, generation after generation. All in attempt to get a single bank breaking, over-priced picture of our children sitting on the laps of symbolized commercialism at it's best!
*rolleyes*
Sorry I'm not trying to be a grinch. I just think it's silly is all.
I must say, that video is pretty darn funny though!
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Good point. It's also ironic how much we complain as parents about how difficult it is to keep our kids believing in him. As if taking them to a drunk Santa in the mall with a polyester beard is going help...
:)
Tradition (driven by commercialism) is a powerful thing.