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Originally Posted by MXL
My son who is 9, is on the edge of figuring out the truth. I am a little worried because I don't want him to figure it out and tell my 7 year old daughter.
Two years ago, my father in-law came over christmas morning at about 6AM, dressed in a full Santa outfit. We roused the kids, and got them to come down the stairs. The kids saw a very short glimpse of Santa, and ran back up the stairs as fast as they could and jumped back in bed. They went back to sleep and didn't get back up until about 9AM. As far as they were concerned it was the middle of the night, and they saw Santa. Last year we overheard them talking about how they saw Santa, so they definately believe. This year I think my son is skeptical, but the Santa incident, it definately extending the belief, a little further than his classmates.
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My mom did the same for me when I was 8-the oldest of four. It's a Christmas I will never forget. The neighbor came dressed as Santa, my mom woke me up and let me take a peek around the corner, promising to be very quiet. She said the look on my face was priceless.
I would have liked to have done that for my own kids. Instead, I would only take them to one particular mall to see Santa. I would whisper their names and the fact they were twins to the 'helpers' and Santa would ask how his favorite twins were doing that year. We did things like leave half-eaten carrots in the front yard and hand prints on the walls. I miss that part of their childhood-the lack of scepticism and the total trust in things they couldn't explain, only loved.