Tiny Bit of Crazy

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Holiday Memories December 16, 2010

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You know how a specific song will evoke a specific memory?

Like, Little Drummer Boy always reminds me of Christmas Eve when I was really little, because my mom would play it on the record player while my little brother and I marched up to bed to wait for Santa. 

Which is a nice, warm holiday memory.

Then there is I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause, which also evokes a specific memory from when I was around 7 or 8. It came on the radio while I was with my mom and I started singling along and then my mom said “Ugh. I hate this song.”

Me: Why?

Mom: Because, its sick.

Me: uh… whaa?

Mom: It’s about a kid spying on his parents doing grown up things.

Me: But its funny because it’s his dad and not Santa…

Mom: Maybe. Or its a special friend of mommy’s. But that doesn’t really change anything. Mom and whoever are having a little holiday fun, a little role play, and the kid’s watching. That’s sick. But not as sick as writing a song about it like its funny.

Me: uh…whaa?

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I’ve thought of this conversation every time I’ve heard that song since. Every. Single. Time.

For 26+ years.

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And you know what? It kinda makes the song more interesting. I see a little movie in my head while I listen. A movie that has… evolved as I’ve gotten older.

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 And you know what? My mom was right. No child should witness that kind of thing.

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2 Responses to “Holiday Memories”

  1. Allison Sullivan Says:

    She told me the same thing! Until she shared, I couldn’t figure out why the mother would WANT to kiss a scary bearded old man in a funny suit. Her disgust calmed my concerns considerably!

  2. Pam Says:

    Wow, role play? That’s not at all what I get from that song. When I was a kid I didn’t get it, but later I thought “Oh how nice, the dad dressed up as Santa in case the kids came downstairs and he and the mom were overcome with such joy in that bonding moment of being together and putting presents out for their kids that they had to steal a kiss. How sweet.” Definitely a different take on things. 🙂


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