Honestly, if anyone were to ask me to name a President, I would NOT have said, "President McKinley!" We were lucky to get to take a trip to Ohio to visit my sister and while we were there we went to the McKinley Presidential Library and Museum in Canton, Ohio. I was thankful for the trip with the girls, we learned a lot about a President that I knew very little about. A little education while on vacation was nice. My favorite part? We got to be at his grave site. I told the girls, "We are at a President's grave" - how often do you get to say you visited a President's grave?? I also learned that the media made his death seem like it was due to an infection, but the real truth is - he was assassinated. The bullet which shot through him became infected and that's why he died. Very interesting!
My eight year old has discovered the truth about Santa. "He's not REAL!" is what she keeps arguing with my six year old. This morning, Ashlyn, my youngest and I were up all alone in the house and she came to sit on my lap and just flat out asked me, "Is he real, Mommy?" We didn't want to force this question from her, because we've wanted to let her have her childhood and pretend. Well, when she came up and asked it - I had no choice to tell her the truth. And this is what I told her... "His name was Nicholas, and we call him St. Nicholas, because saint means someone who belongs to God, just like we do. In St. Nicholas' town there were many poor children. They didn't have enough food, clothes, or toys. St. Nicholas used his money to buy food, clothes, and toys for the poor children. He didn't want them to be embarrassed by his gifts, so he gave secretly." "St. Nicholas also told everyone about Jesus and how much God loved...
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