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Merry Christmas

Well it is definately Christmas time at our house and I have the low bank balance to prove it! I will be the first one to admit that we probably went overboard on the kids this year, spending more this year than we did last year and the year before. While it seems most people overspend due to competition (which admittedly played a small part in mine as well), I also had another driving force.

THIS APPEARS TO BE THE LAST YEAR MY STEP SON WILL BELEIVE IN SANTA!!!

The revelation came about slowly, when he wouldn't write Santa a letter but wrote out his Christmas list for us. He also chose to not go on the Santa excursion train ride that his grandmother offered to take him on. Finally he refused to even go see Santa at the mall.

Finally, when I picked him up last Friday, he told me that Santa didn't bring him stuff, I bought it.

I panicked! This was a discussion he should have with this Dad, or his Mom...not ME!
I quickly told him that I only bought the stuff under the tree, and trust me I HAD SPENT ENOUGH on that stuff. I couldn't afford to buy him the things Santa brought too.

He dropped it after that. I told my husband about the conversation, and when they were alone (Christmas shopping) the next day, my husband asked him about it. He denied ever saying anything like that.

I am telling myself that he chose me to test the waters with because he trusts me. I have worked hard to have a trusting relationship with him, beleiving that that would be the best foundation to build a lasting relationship with my step son.

But what happens when he finds out I just right out lied to him? Where will our trusting relationship go? How will I keep him from telling his little sister...and brothers at his mom's house?

Bring on the last minute shopping, Bring on the holiday baking...just don't make me have to have "the talk".

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  1. Awwww, that's rough! I wouldn't worry too much about the "lying." It's about something wonderful and you're just making a holiday even more special for him, so I'm sure he'll forgive you.

    Happy New Year!

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