Advent Eve!!!

Holy sh*t on a snowflake, it is very nearly December!
Mathew is excited and asking why we haven't decorated yet, but we have said we are going to hold off until next weekend as that is the first weekend in Christmas month and that's just the way we do things. In truth, we are going to wait for him to go to sleep tonight and then put the tree up so he sees it in the morning when we get up. And I can't wait to see his little face when he walks into the lounge tomorrow, so I'll be up and about early and ready to see the surprise.
I realise now, writing it here, that it will be yet another lie that I have told my son as we approach the time of year when we're trying to teach him to be truthful and nice and good and kind. Such a weird thing, Christmas, when you think of it. Telling our young 'uns that a strange man will enter the house and that's fine, when we spend the rest of the time telling them to be wary of strangers. Being more and more deceptive each year as they start to figure things out. Finding more and more elaborate ways to keep the lie going and to elaborate the story and to 'increase the wonder' which in reality is setting them up for huge heartbreak when they discover it's all been a bunch of bullsh*t and we've taken them for fools and they should never trust adults again; especially those closest to them, as they are the ones who have perpetrated this fraud.
I mean, it's psychotic and insane, but I'm still going to do it.

RC 30-11-25