Lying to your kids about Santa Clause sucks. Like religion, it promotes mystical thinking and messes up their heads.
Lying to your kids about Santa Clause sucks. Like religion, it promotes mystical thinking and messes up their heads.
Doubting Santa? Whatchu talkin' about Willis?
marijuologist wrote:
Lying to your kids about Santa Clause sucks. Like religion, it promotes mystical thinking and messes up their heads.
Will you lie to prospective employers about your criminal record, Brian?
'bout the same time i stopped believing in god.
My family (Jewish) prefered the gift fairy.
When I realized the rich kids got the most gifts, and the best gifts, no matter how naughty or nice they were.
When I was in first grade, Santa came to visit my school. We were taking turns sitting on his lap. I sat on his lap and said, "So what's my name?" He couldn't answer. I was like, "If you are really Santa, you should be able to tell me what my name is." My teacher took me out in the hall and said that I needed to be more polite and not ruin it for everyone else. At that point, I was pretty sure.
When I was 5 and my parents had one of their friends dress up as Santa and visit our house on Christmas Eve.
This friend, whom I recognized, was the owner of a local strip club. He arrived at my house on a snowmobile and smelled like exhaust, not like peppermint and dreams.
O Unholy night.
Will you lie to prospective employers about your criminal record, Brian?
Yes, but that's different. They don't need to know any of that.
the little jewish kids know the truth...
when i when i connected the dots between a fatass fitting through my chimney, wingless reindeer, and gravity having no exceptions............ i'd say that took me 7 or 8 years............. however i pretended to believe until i was 11, so as to receive more presents.
I had to respond to this one.. My brothers (16, 19 yrs) and sister (11) were laughing about this tonight about how bad our parents were at being Santa.. So this exact question came up.
My brother at age 4 looked in the backseat of the van to see this huge green mountain for his matchbox cars. When he saw it on Christmas he knew.
When I was in first grade I ran downstairs to see all the presents unwrapped under the tree. There was a note in my dad's handwriting with a picture of this elf (only he could draw that bad) saying "Santa was really busy this year and couldn't wrap the presents". For some reason I felt guilty that I knew and kept it a secret.
Every year we get a Santa (my Aunt's boyfriend or my Uncle). to come to my Grandmas to give out presents. Tonight was the 25th time i went through it. haha.
I don't remember, but for my younger brother it was when we went to see 'Gremlins.' When Phoebe Cates said the bit about there being no Santa he actually gasped. That was kind of a mean thing for Spielberg to put in the movie.
Ruining things for the little Goyim children.....
In 2000 when I first heard it. I was like pfffth, yea right.
I said the same thing when I heard about the fairy tooth something ...
I am 28.
I am also foreign.
i don't remember ever believing. even when i left letters on xmas eve, the next morning i always said thanks mom and dad. i'm sure I did when i was like two, though.
I did however have a brief belief in the tooth fairy when i put my tooth under my pillow and couldn't find it when i checked like ten minutes later. i was probably 8 or something...
I had a cousin (I was about 2 years older than) that didn't figure it out until he was like 13 and everytime we went to see them in Florida, my mom would say something like "don't tell Johnny that Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, or the Great Pumpkin (I never really understood this one) isn't real because he and his brothers and sisters like to have fun with that belief."
I didn't find out until later that her mom would use these little characters to make them do stuff throughout the year and i think the great pumpkin had something to do with being good before halloween but i'm not sure.
I believed in Santa until I was a parent! I have 2 wonderful twin boys and on our first Christmas I went to bed expecting Santa to shower us with gifts (we had been good) but we woke up and still there was nothing under our tree! My twins were terribly upset and so was I...
my boys hate me now and I have a dependency on alcohol
When I was 8 and my brother was 5, we were playing hide and seek in the house, and my brother hid in my parents' closet.
My mother was sitting on the bed, talking to my aunt on Christmas Eve. I opened the closet, pulled back the clothes on the rack, and there he was sitting on a pile of Christmas presents, all with little stickers, "From Santa." We were amazed.
I can still see the look on my mother's face, half-busted, half laughing, as we dug through the presents while she tried to get us out of there, trying to maintain the phone conversation. She came up with some story about Santa coming early, but then gave up and admitted the whole thing.
what bothered me when i was young was that there was no chimney at my house so i didn't understand how santa would get in, unless he knew how to pick our deadbolt.
my older sister figured it out when she was six. we went to catholic school, and they were talking about saints and what not, and how people were dead long before that were ordained saints. my sister was thinking if santa claus is st. nicholas then he has to be dead. which prompted her screaming in class "SANTA CLAUS IS DEAD, SANTA CLAUS IS DEAD". three years later when i was 6, she broke the news to me about santa, the easter bunny, and the tooth fairy. but i had a sneakin suspicion about the tooth fairy cuz i was only getting 25 or 50 cents, whereas my friends were getting dollars.