When do kids stop believing in Santa?

[Jenn! 918]

My sister is 10 and in sixth grade. My mom seems to think that she she still believes in Santa. I know my sister and she's a smart cookie, so I just don't buy it.

[ya falaha! 0]

I stopped believing in Santa when I was about 8.

My sons never believed in Santa, Easter bunny, Toothfairy, etc. I've gotten flack for it in the past but it never seemed to affect my sons. They are good about not blowing it for other kids though.

[Jenn! 918]

Oops, forgot the option for "we don't do Santa" in the second question.

[sereia 0]

i stopped believe very young, maybe 4 or less? i stopped when i asked my mom if there was a santa or not and she told me the truth. she didn't believe in lying to me so she told me the truth once i asked. i also told a neighbor there was no santa. her mom came over and yelled at my mom because of me. d'oh!

Edited December 10, 2007 by sereia

[almaty 19]

my brother told me when i was 4...chopf##k

[shannon65 2]

I remember when I was 8, that was the last year my friend and I told each either we still believed in Santa. My son (now 12) still was talking about Santa as if he believed at 11, but I think he was putting me on. He wanted me to put out the cookies and milk. I think he really believed until 9 or 10.

[Alex+R 0]

When I was 7 or something, my mom gave me a BS answer when I asked if Santa was real. She said "There's a little bit of Santa in all of us" or something. She always felt guilty about that, so when it came time to tell my younger brother, she was brutally honest with him. He burst into tears! Oops, now she's much more remorseful about that.

[Jenn! 918]

"There's a little bit of Santa in all of us"

[Kazan' Tiger 1]

I still believe in Santa. Now whether he exists or not is a different question.

[jundp 191]

There's no Santa!??!?!

Actually, my kids were fairly young (under 8) because we're pretty involved with St. Vincent de Paul and collecting toys and food for our parish so they figured out that Santa had a lot of help

[wherezdabearz 0]

I worked it out when I was about 6. Santa left us a note thanking us for the milk and cake in my mother's handwriting. I remember feeling sick to my stomach and when I confronted my mother I remember feeling angry that she thought I wouldn't recognize her writing and that she'd spoiled everything. I'd quite happily have believed in him for another year or two but instead I realised that I'd been lied to. I felt as though the ground had given way under my feet. First stage in loss of innocence.

Still feel a bit upset when I think about it!

Edited December 10, 2007 by wherezdabearz

[♥JP♥ 5]

I'll never forget that day in my life. It was 3rd grade. A few weeks before this day, I had sent a rather long letter to Santa letting him know exactly what I wanted for Christmas. I put it in an envelope, sealed it, addressed to Santa in the North Pole, put a stamp on it, and dropped it off in a mail box. A few weeks later, I was watching Winnie the Pooh on TV and the mailman dropped off our mail. My mom walks over to me and tells me that I have mail. Me? Mail? I was so excited, I could hardly wait to open it. I ripped open the envelope and to my surprise it was a letter from Santa himself! He told me that he got my letter and wrote down all my Christmas wishes. The next day, I took it to school proudly to show my friends. They all had the same exact letter, I was crushed.

[bora bora 1]

Well I heard he can't say HO HO HO anymore.

My mom didn't let us believe in him because one day we'd find out the truth and she didn't want us to believe in Jesus the same way. (She is a very strong believer in Jesus and didn't want us to think that he was made up like Santa).

When my sister was really young her pre-school teacher called my mom to complain that my sister had told the whole class that Santa doesn't exist. The kids were crying and such. My mom said oh well, that she didn't tell my sister that - she figured it out on her own.

[Kazan' Tiger 1]

I would boycott any Santa that did not say "Ho, ho, ho!" That PC ####### can go somewhere dark and stinky. Modern slang does not change centuries of tradition.

Well I heard he can't say HO HO HO anymore.

[Mags 112]

I was around 8, so was my son. He actually out witted the tooth fairy at the age of 5 though. One night he put a tooth under his pillow and didn't tell me. So the next morning he proudly came in to tell me that I was the tooth fairy and that she doesn't exist because she would have known the the tooth was under there if she was real.

I couldn't lie to him and I actually he thought he was quite clever for doing that. He set me up the little buggar!

Edited December 10, 2007 by Mags