You stopped believing in Santa?
I had my doubts when i was 7-8 but I still wanted to believe it. :p
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You stopped believing in Santa?
I had my doubts when i was 7-8 but I still wanted to believe it. :p
You mean he's not real? :(
Well I had stopped when i was 9 but my parent didn't tell me that he wasn't real untill i was 13 :rolleyes:
Actually I was a wee bit older maybe nine or ten, my girlfriend and best friend at school told me, I would not believe her at first and told her it was not so, i was a little annoyed with her for spilling the beans, but life goes on., with or without Santa . :D
That's about when I started havind doubts aswell, but, Christmas was more fun for me when I believed Santa delivered the gifts so I kept trying to believe he was real until I was about 10 or so I think....Quote:
Originally Posted by CagneyDog
I was nine and I asked my mom, "is Santa real?" She said "...I don't know...." Well obviously that answer explained it right there. :rolleyes: She acted like I was supposed to be upset, but I didn't care one bit. When you have a stocking full of presents, who cares who it comes from???
Sorry, we never had him in the family.. :)
Sorry, we never had him in the family..
Wow!!!!
I stopped believing when I was 8 or 9. I'm 13 now but My mom of course told me that he wasn't real :)
:eek: WHAT! SANTA DOESN'T EXIST?!:eek: :(
No, only joking;) i've known since i spotted my dad putting presents in a stocking when i was 8!
My parents were honest to beging with and told me thats its all made up.
Say it isn't so! :eek: I know there's a Santa! :D
I stopped around 7 or 8 as well. Actually.... it wasn't my belief that waivered, it was the knowledge that all the package tags that said "To Kim, From Santa" all were in the blue pen that mom had that was a strange color tealy-blue. I never noticed the fact it was mom's writing, only that it was the tealy-blue color! (gosh as young as I can remember, colors were always very special to me)
I think I was 9 or 10. We were sitting around the dinner table eating one night and I asked if Santa was real so I could know if I'd have to set up all the toys for my kids or if he'd do it for me. My parents cracked up and then my mom gave me some cheesy explanation of how while Santa wasn't an actual person, he lived in all our hearts.
I don't remember when but we still sign gifts as them being from Santa. :D It's one of those fun childish things to do. :p
i've known since i spotted my dad putting presents in a stocking when i was 8![/QUOTE]
Ditto. I just knew not to come downstairs, and let him do his thing.
As far as the Easter Bunny, my dad (RIP) would hide the Easter Basket behind the same chair every year.