Me: When she grows up, I don’t want to do the whole Santa thing.
Me: I mean, I love Christmas, but what’s the point of lying to a child?
Husband: [silence, gives me a look]
Me: What’s the point of telling a kid someone exists, then taking it away? No. We are not doing the Santa Lie.
Husband: [whispers, a warning in his tone] Babe…
Me: We’ll just have to deal with your mom. She’ll want to do the whole Santa thing.
Husband: [louder whisper] Babe!
Husband: [gestures to the others in the room] A pediatrician’s office may not be the best place to talk about whether or not Santa exists.
Me: [suddenly aware of all the children around us in the waiting room, I sink into my chair] Oh…