Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:The rule in our house is that those who don't believe in Santa, don't get gifts.
I have twin 9 year olds -- one is on the fence, and one either still believes or is really good about not showing she doesn't believe. Regardless, it keeps the magic in Christmas. And I'll do it until I leave this life.
Gross.
I'm the PP who keeps up the charade, but I'd never be such a sick twisted cu%t and deny gifts in the spirit of being controlling.
You are foul.
I assume what the PP meant is what my parents told me as a kid...that Santa only comes to those houses of children who believe. So if you stop believing, your parents have to *pretend* to be Santa so you get Santa gifts....which, of course, explains all those peers who told me that Santa wasn't real! Poor kids didn't believe anymore so THEIR parents (but not mine!) had to pretend to be Santa. Hmmmm. Kept me believing for at least another two years. And hilariously, with pity for those poor smug friends who thought they were so brilliant.
And of course I wanted to believe even MORE after that.
But eventually my critical thinking skills and Santa's familiar handwriting gave it away completely and I eventually realized the real deal.
But I still wrote letters because mom and dad never admitted it. Only kept repeating (albeit with a bigger and more knowing smile each year) with a shrug..."all I know is Santa doesn't come to visit kids who don't believe... so you'll just have to decide if you believe or not"
Not cruel. Just brilliant.