I have no idea when I stopped believing in Santa* but I'm guessing I was around 9 or 10. I DO know I was still a firm believer the winter I was 7.
My brother was born in December when I was 7 and a half and I remember one day asking my Mum what Santa was bringing for the baby. She gently told me that he probably wouldn't bring him anything, what with the only being 2 weeks old and everything. Well 7 year old me was horrified and told her in no uncertain terms that it didn't matter he was a tiny baby and Santa would of course bring him something. And, natch, come Christmas morning there were parcels for him to open from the big man.
It was years later I found out Mum had gone into town to our Co-Op (the department store) to buy some Fisher Price baby toys to wrap up because I'd been so sure that Santa wouldn't forget Grant. Like she had nothing better to be doing in that awful winter of '81 with a fortnight old baby! All to preserve my beliefs and keep Santa alive a wee bit longer for me.
* I also have no idea why this didn't publish on Saturday night like it was supposed to. How incredibly annoying...
* I also have no idea why this didn't publish on Saturday night like it was supposed to. How incredibly annoying...
Bless your mam!! I (apparently, I don't remember!) stood at the top of the stairs on Christmas Eve (at bedtime) and said 'Tell me! Is Father Christmas really real?' I was seven at the time and Mam said something along the lines of 'If you want any presents then he's real. Now go to bed!'
ReplyDeleteI still believe!:)
ReplyDeleteAaaaw! *teary eyed*
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ReplyDeleteBless. I was quite cynical from an early age because we had no chimney for him to come down. But then when I was about 6 I had a letter from him so he had to be real. I remember taking it in to school to show everyone! It was only years later when I looked at the letter I realised the address was written in my dear American friends handwriting...
ReplyDeleteI went to our local health clinic when I was about 6 and recognised the doctor as Santa. It was explained to me he was only helping the real santa. But it was too late, the belief was gone. Still looked for my Santa presents every year though. And still do if I'm honest.
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