Santa - Believing, or Not

I have to admit something, I don't think I ever believed in Santa Clause. Seriously. My mom never really did stuff to make him real. I remember there being gifts that had a different wrapping on them and of course the cookies were half eaten. If I did believe in him it was long before I really remember life. I remember my mom filling the stockings in front of me. I know that I was the one doing it by the time I was 14. I was the one eating the cookies and drinking the milk too. Even though I remember taking my youngest sister and helping her put them out. I don't know how my brother and sisters felt/though. I am going to have to ask them...hey Maddy...did you believe in Santa?

I mentioned this to my mom one day. She said that she never did anything because she didn't want to lie to us. (She thinks she is a hippy but she isn't a very good one.) Anyway, she said that if she were to do it over again she would make a big deal about Santa because it is a good learning experience for kids to learn and figure things out on their own that he isn't real.

Then there is the flip side. I have a friend who loves Christmas and Santa so much that I know at age 12 his son still 100% believed in Santa. He would get in fights with kids at school about it. I think my friend was going to tell him before he started Jr High but seriously....there has to be a stopping point.

As for the other Holiday people...nope never believe in them either. I knew my mom was the tooth fairy. I knew she hid our Easter Baskets behind the drapes and I was also doing that by the time I was 14.

I don't think of this as being sad though. Well maybe a little but it is the way it was and not much I can do about it know. I will tell you this, I sure as heck did NOT like sitting on Santa's lap! (I had to clear all my photos off my hard drive this week or I would post a photo.)