Post # 107
@BushelAndAPeck: My Mom always says once you stop believing in Santa you get socks! So I still believe! haha
My SO’s family actually all set out stockings on Christmas Eve and everyone brings stuff to put in eachothers stockings. We kind of joke that “santa” came last night. I think its kind of cool to keep the stocking alive even when we are all adults.
Post # 108
I think I would have been sad if my mom told me santa wasn’t real. Same with the easter bunny and the tooth fairy. It is fun and exciting to look forward to a ‘visit’ from them.
I found out on my own they weren’t real. I pretended I was asleep when the tooth fairy came and my suspicions were confirmed that it was my mom. And that was ok. I then came to the conclusion about the easter bunny and santa. I wasn’t harmed in any way.
I do have a friend who told her daughter all along that Santa wasn’t real, and in some ways I feel like that was kind of mean.
In terms of Christmas, I do feel like it has become a huge consumer holiday, and I feel like if parents expressed to their children the true meaning of Christmas, and emphasized the story behind it, the spirit of generosity, and the importance of bringing together family and community, it would be easier for them to grasp later in life that Santa is more of a symbol than a character.
Post # 109
@This Time Round:
I got a letter from Santa when I was about 3! I still have that letter…Postmarked from H0H 0H0 🙂
Post # 110
Raised to believe in Santa, no lingering negative effects. I’m the youngest, so that nut cracked when I was four or five, haha.
I’m a teacher and I’ve heard through the grapevine that some of our older kids – I’m talking 7th, 8th graders – genuinely still believe in Santa Claus. One of my coworkers, who has twin sons, said one of them confronted him about Santa Claus last year and was genuinely upset that he wasn’t real. This was shortly before his 14th birthday.
I remember being in 5th grade and a girl in my class was crying because some of the jerk boys in the class has spilled the beans. I don’t think I would do Santa with my own children, because seeing THAT scarred me for life. I shudder to think of my kid getting teased for believing in Santa at an “older” age…. hell no!
Now there’s Elves on Shelves… I hate those little bastards so much.
Post # 111
I was raised to believe in Santa and loved it! No negative effects at all. Eventually I figured it out of course but then I pretended to still believe for a long time because a) I wanted to, b) it was more fun that way and c) I could tell my parents and older brothers loved to play “the Santa game” with me and I didn’t want them to be sad. It really added to the magic of my childhood Christmases.
Post # 112
@BushelAndAPeck: I wasn’t taught to believe in Santa. My siblings and I knew who he was and what he “did” but our parents never said things like “Be good for Santa” or “write your list for Santa.” So to me he never even seemed realistic and from a young age I could tell he was just a character. I made sure not to tell the other kids I knew who believed in him though. I had no negative effects of knowing Santa was fake, and Christmas was still the highest day of the kiddie calendar for me. There was enough mystery in wondering where the heck our parents hid our presents in our tiny house! To this day I still have no idea..
I’m pregnant with our first child right now, and DH and I will not teach him/her to believe in Santa, nor any future children after this one. Don’t get me wrong, I understand the fun of it all because I have nephews who believe and it’s cute. But DH also never believed in him and neither of us are worse for the wear. We still love Christmas and I believe it can still be fun without St. Nick and we are clear examples of that. I just don’t want to encourage lying/diception even if it’s for fun, and I don’t want our kids to get let down after learning the truth. We will teach them about the real St. Nicolas of Myra though and why he was an admirable man.
ETA: I definitely never believed in the Easter Bunny or Tooth Fairy either. They were even less believable to me than Santa. I mean come on…lol
Post # 113
@BushelAndAPeck: I was definitely taught about Santa. I can’t remember how old I was when I found out the truth…when I was 8, a classmate told all of us her parents confessed. Nobody wanted to believe her. My parents let me “believe” for a long time as I had a much younger sister and they didn’t want me telling her.
I have to admit that I do still believe….nothing makes me happier during the holidays to see little kids get sooo excited about Santa. Now that I’m overseas, I love that different cultures have different names for him and that he does “different” things compared to the “American” Santa.
Living in Germany as a little kid, I was taught about St. Nick and had to leave my shoes out for him (early December) for treats and/or switches…depending if you’d been naughty or nice. I was a little peeved moving to the states at 8 years old and finding out St. Nick wouldn’t come visit me.
Post # 114
my mum said I figured out that santa wasn’t real pretty much straight away, I’ve never believed in it when other children did. my parents didn’t really make much of an effort to keep on the ‘lie’. The first christmas I spend with SO’s family, SO’s grandad dressed up as santa and handed out presents with ‘from santa’ written on all of the tags. I thought it was the weirdest thing ever and I was cringing at the whole idea, they were all really into it, luckily SO’s sister’s boyfriend was there and thought it was weird too so I didn’t feel too alien.
Post # 115
I think I may have been a weird case. I was taught at school there was a Santa but at home none of that was taught. I think a big part of it was due to culture since I don’t think my parents were taught Santa existed. But growing up Christmas was a hard holiday knowing that everyone was getting these presents but not really getting anything ourselves. I think I sorta make up for it now by spending on so many but nothing really on myself.
Post # 116
Santa was such a magical thing for me as a kid. I was extremely excited on christmas eve for santa to come and bring presents that it would take me a while to actually get to sleep lol. When we woke up on christmas morning, I’d go into my sisters room or if we shared we’d wake up together. We’d be all excited and run into my parents room, bouncing on their bed saying, “Wake up! Its christmas!” Oh we were so excited lol. My brother would stumble out of bed because im pretty sure by his age he just played along for us. We’d all slowly go downstairs and my dad would tell us not to peek at the presents santa brought. Someone would always have to go to the bathroom first which just prolonged covering my eyes and was absolute torture. But once we opened our eyes we couldnt believe all the presents we saw. The tree was packed full of all of them! It was a sight to see. I think my actualy confirmation that santa was indeed real in my eyes as a child was when my sister and I both wrote letters to santa and my parents took them to the post office and we each got letters back from santa,describing what we both looked like and to us that said it all. I didnt find out santa wasnt real til i was about 12 years old and it was purely accidental. My sisters friend came over after christmas and asked my sister if my parents got everything she asked for. But It wasnt a huge surprise for me or a big bad lie against my parents. I grew up loving them and never resenting them for telling me santa was real when i was a kid. 🙂 It was a wonderful thing to experience
Post # 117
Oh heck yes there will be a Santa at my house. I had a blast with Santa and the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy and all that jazz. I really wanted a bunny and we couldn’t have one because of the cats, so I used to set traps for the Easter Bunny (carboard box propped up with a stick with a carrot inside). Every year the carrot was gone and the box was tipped over (my dad was such a good sport and actually ate the carrot because he hated wasting food lol). I believed in Santa for a long time because my parents were so careful to hide the gifts from him, even if they were careless leaving the other gifts around the house for little snoopers to find. I also got phone calls from “Santa” (it was really my uncle) and you could hear snow sound effects and Christmas music in the background, they really went all out! When my friends stopped believing in Santa, I tried to set a trap for him too to prove he was real!
They told me eventually and I was sad and cried for like a day, then I got over it. I don’t know any kids that were traumatized over it. And it was super fun while it lasted. I’ve always looked forward to playing Santa for my own kids and creating that experience for them.
That said, I don’t think my sister and her fiance are doing Santa for her kids because she’s in the ‘it’s lying’ camp. How sad :(. I hope they don’t ruin it for my kids but I wouldn’t put it past her.
Post # 118
I wasn’t actually “taught” to believe in Santa, as such, just encouraged to enjoy the myth! Not that I realised it was a myth, of course. Santa was never used as an instrument of control either so I wasn’t ever threatened that he’d fail to deliver. However, quite early on, my mother differentiated between presents that were put in my stocking (in reality a pillowcase!) and presents that appeared under the tree. Because “Santa” only brought stocking presents, family and friends brought the tree presents and I was always required to write thank you letters for those gifts after Christmas.
I wasn’t told that Santa didn’t exist. I just realised that he didn’t at some point. I guess at around the age of 7. However, I was happy to play along with the idea that he was real and I don’t ever recall a traumatic “There is NO Santa” sort of moment.
I did the same with my own two sons. My youngest one twigged that it was me who did the stocking presents earlier than his older brother but we happily went along with things until they were about 10. However, we STILL do stocking presents in our family because it is great to wake up to just a few nice things on Christmas morning even though we know that Santa didn’t bring them.
Post # 119
@BushelAndAPeck: I was raised to believe in Santa, tooth fairy, etc. but don’t really remember how or when I found out they weren’t real so I don’t think it was a negative realization. Honestly I associate Santa with the magic of Christmas and absolutely love the season so I choose to believe in him now!
Post # 120
@BushelAndAPeck: I grew up in a Christian house hold so we did not believe in Santa. Though I knew about him from TV, School, books etc. but I knew it was my parents giving me my presents. I knew other kids believed…we believed in him more like you believe in batman. You know he’s a character, but you don’t think he’s “real”.
I don’t see any negative side affects from this, it’s not like we had to avoid anything Santa-related, but it was made clear that he was not a real person.