A Return Home

If I knew twelve years ago what I do now about my child, I would have handled Santa differently. As it is, I now have a 12 year old boy who still believes in the jolly man in the red suit. While his child-like faith is endearing, I definitely am finding myself in a bit of a pickle this year.

I have been trying to explain the facts about Santa, but to his Aspergerish mind, I am just a great jokester. He refuses to believe the truth, because deep in his heart, and for sure in his head, he knows that Santa is REAL. I appreciate the spirit of Santa, but it would be so much more fun if we could all play Santa in our home.

The problem with Asperger’s is that to an Aspie, things are literal. Trying to undo something from the past can be a bit tricky. If I knew 12 years ago what I do now, I would have developed Santa as a game in our home. I always envisioned that someday we would all play a part in bringing Santa to our home. Trying to get there now is turning out to be trickier than I imagined. Any suggestions??

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