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Originally Posted by lumberjim
think of it. You're 6, and you're wearing your footy pajamas. there's a fire. The pine from the tree and the smell from the fire combine to create a smell that you will forever associate with christmas, and joy, and comfort. you've been stringing popcorn, and drinking hot chocolate while watching the 'Santa Claus is Coming to Town' old school cartoon (you kow the one; with burl Ives as frosty) Mom has a batch of cookies going to leave out for Santa, and you suddenly remember the reindeer, and dash to the fridge to get a carrot for Rudolph. While the cookies bake, you all pile onto the couch and Mom or Dad reads "T'was the Night Before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse."
damn, i got chiils!
It's all built up around Santa coming, and Magic, and anticipation! AS a kid, this is the biggest night of the whole year. and a year is a long damn time when you're 6.
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Everything here can also be true of a 6 year old who knows Santa isn't real. I don't necessarily think kids need to be deceived for the above to be true.
But, you know, my kid is only 8 months old. So, take heart in the fact that eventually my ideology will crash into reality and perhaps be forced to reevaluate itself. :)