Where do you send the letters?
I was reading the back page in this Month’s Smithsonian about a post office somewhere in Finland ( hey, Finnish dopers…) who get thousands of letters from all over the world addressed to Santa.
Where do you send yours?
Here is the finnish post office web page:
Here
My kids write to Santa, and leave it outside the window. Some time during the day, one of Santa’s elves will come and take it to Santa. They spend all day going to the window to check if it has gone - so cute! Last year the big kid was so glued to the window there was no chance for this elf to retrieve the letter, so my Dad took the kids for a walk. Lo and behold, when they got back the letter was gone! Absolutely NO connection in their heads between the two events!
Up till last year I had kept every letter that my older boy had written, but staying with my parents last Christmas, my Dad threw it away - augghh!
The 7 year old asked me yesterday if Santa really exists. I didn’t want to outright say “yes he does” but I don’t really want him knowing it’s all a game when the 3 year old hasn’t even had one year of understanding and believing. So I sort of fudged around and he decided it was probably true! Phew, for this year.
My kids have written to Santa a couple of times. When they did, they just gave me the letter, and (I guess) trusted that it would get where it should go. Usually they just went and talked to him, so we didn’t do the letter thing. We tried not to make too big a thing of the whole Santa idea.
And the last year we asked my youngest if she wanted to talk to Santa she said no. When I asked her how he would know what she wanted for Christmas if she didn’t go talk to him, she said, “If he knows when I’m sleeping and when I’m awake, he knows what I want for Christmas.” Couldn’t argue with that.
Hokkaido Brit, when my oldest figured out the truth about Santa, he thought it was so cool to be included in the secret that he wouldn’t have given it away to his sisters for anything. And we let him be part of it in a small way, so he didn’t feel like he was missing out on the fun.