Santa, Santa, Santa....

Sadie didn't know who Santa was for her 1st Christmas. By the second one, she was still a little confused. I now have a photo of my daughter with a perfect frowny face with a man in a big red suit on our refrigerator from the church bazaar. Santa completely freaked her out on every level in every experience she had with him. But then something happened. Santa brought her the most amazing pink stroller and baby for Christmas... and now she loves Santa.

However, in her realization of the pure awesomeness of Santa, she now thinks that anyone with a white beard is THE SANTA. We can live with the fact that she thinks Noah from her Little People's Noah's Ark is now Santa. And she now points out all of the "Santas" in her nursery rhyme books and storybooks.

Then came the Lincoln/Darwin Bicentennial. A lot of people don't know that Abraham Lincoln and Charles Darwin were actually born on the same day. Since I work for the Smithsonian this was a major event for us. I brought home my newly published Smithsonian Magazine... and Sadie thought Darwin was Santa. And to be honest he does kinda look like Santa.

But I don't think it's worth all of the effort to correct her.