Childhood

We all love Christmas, its when we get presents and give. We are ready for that great family dinner, and the children are shot with excitement for Santa Clause to come. One of the many joys is putting up the Christmas tree, but what happens when your parents forbid you to believe in Santa, or the Easter bunny. As I was growing up my parents always encouraged us to believe in Santa Clause to ask him for our presents, but my best friend in the 2nd grade had it different. Her parents told her and her younger siblings that nothing was real. They were all nonsense and that they shouldnt be wasting their time with such daydreaming. They had their Christmas tree but there was never a surprise, instead her parents took her and her siblings shopping for what ever they liked. Now today I see the same thing with my two little cousins Anthony and Bengy. My aunt is strict with them and tells them not to believe in Santa. And now we only have them confused because when ever they come over to my house, all we do is incourage Santa clause, we have them write their letters asking for toys and tell them that we personally will give it to him. They are still very young and they should have that right to believe in what makes a child happy. They have never even put one christmas ornament on any tree, so the last time they came over they helped decorate our christmas tree and we told them its their too and a few days later they came back and the youngest one said looking up at me " My Christmas tree looks beautiful".  Thats what the joy of Christmas brings down to the last ornament on the tree, and its unfair that sometimes parents want to keep their kids away from the fanasty world. Now it brings me into the idea of role play. My two cousins anthony and bengy can sleep with stuffed animals because their boys!!!! Its silly to say that because they're boys they cant have/find security in a stuffed teddy because its " NOT RIGHT"  supposidly. I know that my sister growing up all she had were dinasours and trucks and trains the usual toys you bought for a boy, but not once did my mom worry about that. Why is it that latley parents have become more strict with what they allow their kids to play with or belive in?