So Jeff has been gone pretty much for 8 days now, give or take a day. Understandably, as his mom just had valve replacement surgery and he has been with her a lot. It is nights like tonight though that I am wishing he was here to help answer the inevitable questions from Connor. "Are the elves real?"
Oh boy, here we go. Kids grow up way too fast these days; I am not ready for him to stop believing in all the magical things that come with the holidays. "Did you move the elves mom?" After hesitating and trying not to smile too much, I told him that sometimes I did but other times when they moved, it was not me. He looked sad and admitted he felt a little disappointed but "they did move themselves sometimes without you so they must be real". I was going to leave it at that, but then Connor went right into "what about the tooth fairy? I am not as worried about this one mom. And the Easter Bunny, what about him?" Questions are being fired at me and I don't have time to process my answer, so an immediate "yes" comes out of my mouth. Ten minutes go by and I start feeling guilty. After all, he came to me looking for an honest answer. I sneak my phone into the bathroom with me to google "how to tell your kids the tooth fairy isn't real". Surely, there must be some creative answer to this issue. ehow.com suggests preventing the discussion in the first place by not implementing the tooth fairy. Do these people have kids? Really, not a good answer. Jeff ends up texting me back that we should tell him but we decide to do it together when he gets home tomorrow. However, we are both in agreement to not even broach Santa.
Not even 20 minutes go by after Connor goes to bed that I hear little footsteps in the hallway. So much for a little quiet time. Kate sneaks down the stairs. When she does this, she covers her head with her blanket and peeks out underneath just enough to see where she is going. Seriously so cute! My girls are having a hard time sleeping by themselves these days but will not sleep together. Kate is in our bed every night. Usually, she sneaks in right around midnight. Grace does not want to sleep by herself in her room so she either goes to bed upset in her room, sleeps with Kate, or sleeps in our bed if Jeff is out of town. She tries over and over to convince Alec to let her sleep with him. But Alec is our one that has always liked his own bed and not ventured in to be with us so he almost always tells her no. The two of them having always been close being just 15 months apart that he will often times try to accommodate her but not in this case.
And back to the hard questions, Alec has had 1st grade on his mind lately. He has mentioned a couple times that he wishes he was in 1st grade. No matter how we sold the idea of holding him back, he still gets that he could have gone to 1st grade this year if he hadn't done the peer program. While, this is one of those decisions that parents just know what is best in the long run, it tears at my heartstrings to hear him talk about it. So, I am going to try to set up a playdate with his old friend Dane. When I asked him why he wanted to be in 1st grade he answered that he wanted to be with Dane, Luke and Luke. It doesn't seem to matter to him that both Lukes go to different schools. He really enjoyed his time with his preschool friends.
So, looking forward to Daddy's return tomorrow to help tackle everything!
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