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I am quite positively pretty much almost completely certain that my six-year-old daughter doesn’t believe in Santa Claus. But she is willing to play the game with full commitment, without skipping the beat. So today we were doing the Christmasy things all day – hanging lights outside our house, hanging stalkings on the mantle, putting out milk and cookies for Santa… Our daughter even pulled up a rocking chair for him “because he’s old”. So I even starting to think that she might be believing in Santa, at least a little bit.

I think, once again, that she is teaching me something here. That this is the way to do go about things: not to deny some magic in our lives, but not to lose the sight of reality either – simply enjoy the process as much as possible. As Yoda said, “truly wonderful, the mind of a child is”.

And then it started snowing – for the first time this year, in our neck of the woods anyway. Isn’t it magical? Probably not, but we’ll take it.

After our daughter went to bed, my wife and I were wrapping the gifts and stuffing the stalkings. I think I kind of believe in Santa too – specifically, that it’s my turn to be It.

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