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Santa is real.

December 5, 2011 - Kristy MacKaben
"Mommy. That is definitely not the real Santa!" Julie said, pointing matter-of-factly to the poor excuse for a Santa at Wal-mart the other day. I understand Santa look-alikes with real white beards are hard to come by. But, this dude seriously was pretty pathetic. I think they probably pulled the costume straight off the Halloween clearance shelf at Wal-Mart. Of course I had to admit that "No. That's not the real Santa. He's just a helper. Santa needs lots of those." I guess I wasn't so sensitive to this before, but this year is crucial. With a six-year-old we have to be so careful about what we say or do, concerning the big guy in red. We can't even really spell anymore, since Julie ends up sounding out the words if she tries hard enough. I really think I would be crushed if she didn't make it at least a couple more Christmases believing in Santa. Deep down, I know the whole Santa thing is pretty funny, considering we are all lying to our children for 7, 8, 9, possibly 10 (cross my fingers) years. I mean really there is no point making our children believe in a mythical man who delivers presents around the world. But, the magic of Santa is just so irresistable. He makes Christmas just so much fun and seeing Christmas through the eyes of two little kids is beyond rewarding.I'm not sure what age I was when I stopped believing. I think I might have started doubting around second grade when some of the kids with older siblings started spilling the beans about Santa. I remember being a little confused and I constantly tried to make excuses for why there really was a Santa. It was just like all the things that didn't make sense started adding up: like spotting Santa's special wrapping paper in the downstairs closet or accidentally finding a birthstone ring before Christmas only to find it wrapped with a tag from Santa underneath the tree, or why a lot of Christmas movies talk about people not believing in Santa. It was like I had been blind to all these little slipups, like there was no possibility that Santa wasn't real...until I realized the truth. I think I never really talked about it with my parents. I didn't want them to know that I knew that Santa wasn't real. I remember just praying that they would never broach that subject. Instead, I just kept it inside, and hoped they thought I still believed. In that sense, I guess my sister was kind of lucky. She was 5 years younger than me, but I never told her Santa wasn't real. I guess maybe I just still wanted to believe. What age did you stop believing? When do you think most kids stop believing? Take the poll below.


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