If you've been following my blog for any length of time, you'll know that I am not a believer in promoting the santa myth within my own home. In fact, even if you haven't been reading my blog for a while, you might already get about me (given that recent post I did about the elf on the shelf) that I'm not a proponent of spreading deliberately-chosen lies to my children while simultaneously reverting to the behaviouralistic kind of parenting that I so can't stomach ('better behave kids, otherwise you're getting a lump of coal this year,' etc etc). I feel about the santa myth the way I feel about that elf on the shelf I recently dissed. Shudder.
That's not to say his name doesn't enter our household around this time of year. We read things like 'Twas the Night before Christmas and various other stories that assume santa's existence...but they've always been, and will always be, stories that are fun to read around Christmas, just like The Nutcracker or Polar Express.
I came across this post on f/book recently and thought it suited my views on the subject of Santa perfectly...so why bother ranting and raving about it any more when I can just direct folks here to discover my views!!
Who Needs Santa?