It takes a very special kind of visit to Santaland to make a 9yo girl stop believing in Santa and unicorns in one evening, but that’s what happens after you wait for two hours in the bowels of Macy’s, on a deceptively long line. You start to look for cracks in the system. Mazzy told me that Santa looked different than last year. Then, when she asked for a real live alicorn (presented with a sketch she made for reference), he very bluntly said, “Yeah that’s not gonna happen” in a heavy New York accent. I had warned Mazzy that Santa wouldn’t be able to deliver, but she believed anyway and was CRUSHED. After, through tears, she told me Santa was a fake. I said I agreed, the real Santa wasn’t at Macy’s like last year. Then she said, “No, mom. It’s all fake. Did you see the different rooms when we were walking out? They all had Santas in them and they were all fake!” I said that it doesn’t mean Santa isn’t real. He just wasn’t there. I added, “But I don’t know. We’re Jewish so I don’t really understand how any of it works!” When we got home, she announced that it was THE WORST DAY EVER. She questioned Santa, unicorns, and magic in general. I couldn’t figure out how to console her. Finally, instead of trying to make her believe in a holiday we weren’t supposed to celebrate in the first place, I said, “You know what Mazzy? I agree. I declare December 19th officially the WORST DAY EVER and this will be a new holiday we celebrate every year!” This made Mazzy smile. “Yes! How do we celebrate?” Harlow said that instead of saying “happy holidays” we should greet each other with “Palm in yo face.” ??? We all cracked up and greeted each other with the appropriate “talk to the hand” gesture. Then we decided that the traditional Worst Day Ever dessert would be a pint of ice cream that you let melt on the counter and then refreeze before you can eat it. ? We would get each other terrible gifts like mustard packets and pencils with broken erasers. Then I said that every year we would go to Wagamama for dinner (we had terrible meal there recently) and Mazzy said, “No, Mom! Now you’ve gone too far!!!” ? So. Who wants to celebrate with us next year? What traditions should we add??

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It takes a very special kind of visit to Santaland to make a 9yo girl stop believing in Santa and unicorns in one evening, but that’s what happens after you wait for two hours in the bowels of Macy’s, on a deceptively long line. You start to look for cracks in the system. Mazzy told me that Santa looked different than last year. Then, when she asked for a real live alicorn (presented with a sketch she made for reference), he very bluntly said, “Yeah that’s not gonna happen” in a heavy New York accent. I had warned Mazzy that Santa wouldn’t be able to deliver, but she believed anyway and was CRUSHED. After, through tears, she told me Santa was a fake. I said I agreed, the real Santa wasn’t at Macy’s like last year. Then she said, “No, mom. It’s all fake. Did you see the different rooms when we were walking out? They all had Santas in them and they were all fake!” I said that it doesn’t mean Santa isn’t real. He just wasn’t there. I added, “But I don’t know. We’re Jewish so I don’t really understand how any of it works!” When we got home, she announced that it was THE WORST DAY EVER. She questioned Santa, unicorns, and magic in general. I couldn’t figure out how to console her. Finally, instead of trying to make her believe in a holiday we weren’t supposed to celebrate in the first place, I said, “You know what Mazzy? I agree. I declare December 19th officially the WORST DAY EVER and this will be a new holiday we celebrate every year!” This made Mazzy smile. “Yes! How do we celebrate?” Harlow said that instead of saying “happy holidays” we should greet each other with “Palm in yo face.” ??? We all cracked up and greeted each other with the appropriate “talk to the hand” gesture. Then we decided that the traditional Worst Day Ever dessert would be a pint of ice cream that you let melt on the counter and then refreeze before you can eat it. ? We would get each other terrible gifts like mustard packets and pencils with broken erasers. Then I said that every year we would go to Wagamama for dinner (we had terrible meal there recently) and Mazzy said, “No, Mom! Now you’ve gone too far!!!” ? So. Who wants to celebrate with us next year? What traditions should we add??


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