Lydia e-mailed me yesterday about her son who was told there was no Santa Claus by a kid in the neighborhood. Her son's five. With eight kids, I've been there.
If your child is told there is no Santa Claus and you want them to believe a little longer, you go rent or buy Miracle on 34th Street.
Go with the Natalie Wood version because Natalie's the one who is going to sell it.
If you haven't seen the 1947 film (which you can get in its original black and white or in a colorized version), Natalie is a young girl who doesn't believe in Santa. Then she encounters Kris, a department store Santa, and thinks he may be Santa, believes he is. Her mother disagrees. But it is Santa.
Three times one of our kids was told there was no Santa Claus before they should have been. Each time, we watched the movie and they were back to believing.
And let's be honest, don't you find yourself believing a little in Santa when you watch the movie?
It worked three times for me and it worked for Lydia as well. She and Alex watched it with their son and he's all excited. And five-years-old is far too soon for a child to stop believing in Santa, if you ask me.
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