Boy1 no longer believes in Santa Claus. And it's that girl that he kissed who told him. Décidément, celle là.
He told us before Christmas and seemed pretty matter-of-fact about the whole thing. And impressed by the thoughtfulness of parents in general.
But last night he admitted that knowing bothered him. And that before she told him, he knew but it hadn't been said out loud so he didn't really know. He knew in his gut what his mind didn't want to know. And when his classmate said it out loud, he could no longer go on not knowing.
So here's my question: What do you know in your gut that you don't want to know in your mind? And at which point does knowing become knowing?