My three year old daughter brought me a picture the other day. She said, “Daddy, here is a picture of you.” She handed me the picture. This particular picture was taken before she was born. In it were the three older children with a red-suited man who had a long, white beard.
Ever since my oldest daughter was old enough to understand language, I have told my children that I am Santa Claus. I suspected that they would not believe me; I was right. I have always told the truth about who Santa Claus is.
During the Christmas season, I have a song that I sing (to the tune of ‘Jolly Old St. Nicholas’) to reiterate my status as Santa:
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