I was with a friend and her family this week, and her oldest daughter, age 4, was sharing her crayons with me, and her new coloring book. Being of a Christmas theme, the book was filled with candy canes and elfs and Santa Claus. We noted together that you can tell an elf by his pointed ears. Fairies also have pointed ears. “What kind of person is Santa?” I asked. But since she could not see his ears beneath his hat and whiskers, she said quite confidently that she didn’t know.
This brought to mind a character I am rather more fond of, Tolkien’s Tom Bombadil. My young artist-friend was directing my coloring, and though she wouldn’t let me fill in Santa’s suit as bright blue, she did volunteer the suggestion of yellow boots, which made me smile.
So I was thinking… As long as parents are lying to their children, why don’t we lie about the jolly Tom Bombadil instead? He’s quite similar to Santa, and maybe even better. Of course, I don’t believe in lying, not even to my children, so I wouldn’t lie. But I want a holiday to be jolly, to stomp around in boots and talk in rhymes and tell stories and wear bright colors and throw hats in the air and then catch them again. To have good food and candlelight and to collect flowers or dry leaves or other nature-things. It doesn’t have to be Christmastime. We can find a dull season of the year and spice it up with Bombadil Day.
Ring a dong dillo!
To God be all glory.