December 3, 2004 - Friday
"Mommy, why does Santa not want anyone to see him?" ask Harry this evening at dinner.
"That's a very good question," she answered after a moment's hesitation and a glance across the table at me that was half isn't-our-boy-so-clever and half what-the-heck-do-I-say?. After all, why would Santa, a reputedly jolly old fellow who seems so gregarious in all depictions, not want to be social on Christmas?

"I think it's because he has so much work to do getting ready for Christmas." That's the direction we went in and it seemed to work. Somehow we quickly got into magic and all the mystery that surrounds Christmas and Santa and that seemed to get past the initial inquiry. Plus, it seems to me that explanations in this matter don't have to be all that good because even an inquisitive kid like Harry really wants to believe.

After dinner the boys watched Frosty the Snowman. I told them about it on Monday and every morning on the way to school Harry asked if this was the night Frosty was on. He'd heard me sing the song a few times (this year he clearly remembered it from last year, but I think the thing that made watching Frosty so exciting was that when I told him it was on I told him that he'd have to stay up late to watch it.


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