Santa Claus

[The Magnificent Goldberg]

Just as well she didn't ask you why YOU believed in Santa Claus

MG

[clifford_thornton]

Once the myth of Santa was revealed to me and my sister, my parents changed the name "Santa" on the gifts to whatever pets we had at the moment.

My rabbit got me a lot of nice stuff over the years!

[Jim Alfredson]

I didn't grow up believing in Santa due to my parents. My dad always said he didn't want to lie to us and wanted us to always have faith in him that he was telling us the truth at all times. There's something to say for that.

But my wife loves the concept, so Zora believes in Santa. I guess it's fun, but I do worry about what she'll think when she finds out he is not real.

[Christiern]

Rather than one jolly fat man, we (Scandinavians) tended to have a bunch of Yule elves, some of whom weren't exactly good role models...

[Jazzmoose]

I don't remember when I stopped believing, so it must have not been too traumatic of an experience. Eight sounds about right, thinking back.

I'm still trying to deal with the idea of Alexander's kid beliieving in Santa...

[DTMX]

My father had a huge warehouse where he would store our gifts and the gifts of various friends of the family.

Note: Only the warehouse was huge. The quantity of gifts, not so much.

Anyway, he was dropping off something after hours on Christmas Eve at another family's house and they had him back the truck up to the basement door to unload whatever it was. The next day the kids saw the tracks in the grass that the truck had made and thought they were sleigh tracks. We all did. The greatest scientific minds of Miss Waithe's first grade class declared that there was now empirical evidence of Santa Claus' sleigh, in addition to various half-eaten cookies and consumed glasses of milk (was never sure if we left those out as a thank-you gift or as bait).

Plus one year I heard Santa swearing in the living room just before dawn. Not only was he thoughful enough to put the training wheels on my bike but he used my father's tools to do it - and left them next to the tree.

[rockefeller center]

(was never sure if we left those out as a thank-you gift or as bait).