Doggone it! There's no Santa? I guess I would have to say that it was today, December 3rd, 2007 when Lady G let the cat out of the bag so to speak. I know you didn't mean to spoil my day so I forgive you, but I am so disappointed! Good grief, now I wonder who has been leaving those presents?
2007-12-03 08:20:43
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answered by Country Girl 7
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I didn't grow up believing in Santa. We were taught to expect presents from "Los Tres Reyes" The three kings.
But with my children and grandchildren it is Santa all the way. We have one marvelous granddaughter living with us and she believes in Santa. Personally I can sense that she is having doubts already. She is 7 years old. My wife makes the big push on Santa coming over but our granddaughter doesn't seem to place that much importance on it like in the past.
Now, with my kids as they were growing up it was the oldest who approached me one day and asked "dad, is there really a Santa or are you pulling our leg". I will always remember that. I was floored. She was about 7 or 8. Needless to say, she had to tell the others. The youngest took it the hardest, but I managed to smooth that over for a couple of years. Then she too realized. Good question.
2007-12-03 13:03:14
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answered by Tinman12 6
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I was in 6th grade when I heard kids talking about their not
being a Santa Claus in school. It was such a shock. And they
said some things that made me realize that my parents
could have been Santa for me as well. I still wanted to believe,
and I felt as long as I did, there would always be a Santa
Claus. I would watch the skies on Christmas Eve, wondering
if I would see Santa and his sleigh gliding across the sky. I
listened for the sound of bells, but there were none. I still had
a present from Santa on Christmas morning, but it wasn't
the same. And the next Christmas, I no longer believed. Or
did I? I now barely feel the excitement of Christmas, and still hope for that one special gift with a "from Santa" tag. One that will open my eyes wide and make me feel so special that
Santa didn't miss my house. And he remembered me. And
I wonder, am I the only aging adult who still wants Santa to
come to their house? And are they still waiting too?
2007-12-03 18:27:51
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answered by Lynn 7
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I remember finding out when I was 6 years old, the only reason that I found out is because our house got burglarized by a man dressed up like Santa on Christmas Eve, he broke into our house from my little brother and my room and stole all of our great grandma's jewelry. We didn't realize that we had been robbed until the next morning when my brother and I told my mom that we had met Santa and our story was too elaborate for it to be made up. And sure enough we had been robbed. To this day the man hasn't been caught and I just can't believe that someone would do this.
2007-12-03 05:29:06
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answered by Anonymous
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Not sure how old I was, but was playing hide and seek with my sisters. Decided to go hide upstairs in my parents closet...and there everything was! Popped my little bubble, for sure....but once I knew, I went peeking every year after...lol!
When I was single and my boys were young, I took the oldest aside and told him that Santa only brought the biggest or most important toy that he and his brother had asked for....and that the rest came from me. That way he understood why there was only so much under the tree and wasn't let down. And after I remarried and we became a blended family with five boys, the oldest ones pretty much let the cat of the bag to the two youngest.
2007-12-03 06:10:52
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answered by night-owl gracie 6
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I was somewhere around 7 or 8, maybe even a tad younger. It wasn't hard to find out the truth - between friends and common sense! LOL
However, I didn't fess up to my parents! Was afraid they wouldn't buy presents anymore...lol
My grandsons are 12 and almost 15..and would you believe their Mom STILL does the Santa gifts? LOL...She said Santa is part of the spirit of Christmas and they love it, and so does she
2007-12-03 05:27:32
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answered by sage seeker 7
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I think I was 6 or 7, and it was at a church gathering. It was a one room country church and I saw our neighbor putting on the Santa mask through an opening in the curtain on stage. Dumb me blurted it right out when he came to talk to me. I said "You're not Santa Clause, you're John". I don't know if the other kids heard me. Hope I didn't ruin it for them.
2007-12-03 10:52:03
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answered by Eyes 5
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I was in the third grade & I was crushed when my older sister told me. That brat!!! My children & grandchildren were all raised believing in Santa. In time, they found out from their older sibling or friends who no longer believed.
2007-12-03 05:36:57
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answered by Shortstuff13 7
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I remember it well, I lived in N. Calif. and my brothers told me there were not Santa, I was very dissapointed and upset. How dare they lie to me all those years. I don't think that people should tell their children that there is a Santa, it is a flat out lie. They should tell them that they give in the name of Santa, but that it is only a character representing giving of gifts to others.
2007-12-03 05:27:00
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answered by ? 5
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I don't remember anything back that far. All of my grandchildren still believe (pretty young) and I am SO happy about that.
Our children/grands lose their innocence way too early in life.
2007-12-03 05:23:58
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answered by Grace 5
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