Oh the Irony

So yesterday I ranted about the expectations for St. Patrick's Day being too high.  And After Estelle had spend hours preparing to catch a leprechaun and lying awake the night before with equal parts excitement and worry about the leprechaun coming she decided when I was putting her and Sarah to bed to announce to the world, ie Sarah, that there were no such things as leprechauns, the Easter Bunny, the tooth fairy...etc., etc., etc. I have actually been expecting to have a conversation about that with her for months, but she always seems to pull herself back into the believing crowd. I am fine with whatever she chooses, I just want to let Sarah discover for herself without the blatant telling from her sister. I quieted her as quickly as I could and told her that we would talk about it later, meaning when Sarah was asleep and we could slip out of the room unnoticed. She has been questioning since long before last Christmas, but she always tells me she believes even though some of her friends are nonbelievers. Until last night she always told me she had proof for both angles, but that she wants to believe. She is imaginative and fun so I thought she may hold onto the magic a little longer, or be disappointed when she figured it all out. But alas, her comment to me was, "Ah, now I have to be the one to buy all the Christmas gifts when I'm a mom." She is so funny and I didn't see that line coming! After that I threatened her to not spill the beans for her sister or for any other believing friend then she bounced back into bed. Well it appears we are heading into a new phase for our family because I don't expect Sarah will keep up the illusion for too much longer now. I'm not sad about it. I will get to hide things just by wrapping them  and mom and dad will get a little more well-deserved credit now.