Some days ago – The disadvantages of trying to always tell your children the truth about everything
Her: Daddy why is Santa Claus so called?
Him: Well, you know Saint Nicolas?
Her (impatiently): Yes.
Him: You know in Dutch he’s called Sinterklaas.
Her (more impatiently): Yes.
Him: Well when Dutch people moved to America, all the other Americans liked the sound of Sinterklaas but they couldn’t say it properly so they called him Santa Claus.
Her: So Santa Claus is really Saint Nicolas.
Him: Yes.
Her: And he’s a saint?
Him: Yes.
Her: What did he do?
Him: Saint Nicholas Myra, Saint Nicholas of Bari, pawnbrokers, balls down the chimney etc. etc.
Her: But this was all a long time ago?
Him: Yes, yes.
Her (to me): Is Santa Claus dead then?
Me: No, no, absolutely not.
Her: He came back from the dead then?
Me (rashly): Yes, yes, absolutely.
Her: But I thought Jesus was the only person who came back from the dead.
Me: And Santa Claus.
This evening – showing promise for a future legal career.
Her: Why does no one ever see Santa Claus?
Me: Because that’s the rule.
Her: If we went to a different judge, could we change the rule?
They do sound really terribly similar……
By the way I discovered a comment from you today that my computer had spammed for some reason. It was about your father not prescribing antibiotics… I will bear it in mind and be sure to explain immunity to my children as they grown up 😉
Merry Christmas.
Changing the rules is impossible. Everyone knows that. But you can always vote again…
Hmmm, Santa Claus coming back from the dead. I’d be very interested in reading your catechism, once you’ve finished re-writing it.
If I ever get in trouble with the law can I give the name Princess waffle as my lawyer?
Well done for not saying “gosh look, it’s bedtime” halfway through the conversation!!