I have lost it...

And I'm not sure I will find it. My Christmas spirit. I feel so bummed about the gifts again. I used to shop so far ahead of time, by Christmas, I couldn't stand it. Now, nothing. And the boy, oh dear...He still believes in Santa. I guess we all did this too darn good. I honestly had a talk with him and he said he understood. I think he wants to hold onto it a little longer. Santa has only come one year when Z wasn't afraid of thought of him. We're giving him one more year. The big kid's choice here. I will break it to him a while after Christmas. In the meantime, I told him not to discuss it at school. If we can catch up enough, perhaps we can get them each a couple of things. We shall have to see.