Me and Santa. I was in 6th grade.That isn't a smile of happiness on my face, but of humiliation
because my family made me sit on his lap
at a company party when I fancied myself an almost-grown-up.
How old were you when you were told that...
Santa...
isn't...
real?
Wanna know how old I was?
Seventeen.
Here's how it all went down.
Setting: Grocery store bustling with families doing their last minute holiday shopping. Me, with my mother, pushing shopping cart past displays of holiday gift baskets, all featuring St. Nick's jolly grin and joyful elves. Mom's eyes are moving over displays, then over at me, then back to displays, then back to me.
MOM: Marisa? You know how you get presents from Santa every year....
ME [warily]: Yeah.
MOM: Well you know that... well... that it's really...
ME [eyes darting around busy store, packed with families]: Mom, quiet! There are children here!
MOM [looking slightly anxious]: But you know it's me, right?
ME [wondering if she picked a public place to tell me so I wouldn't cause a scene, like a bad break up, or something]: Of course I know it's you. I'm seventeen!
MOM [relieved]: Oh. You've never said anything.
ME: Of course I've never said anything! Santa always brings the best presents!
MOM: Oh. [looking slightly anxious again]: So then... you know about the Easter Bunny, too?
Yeah, I knew about the Easter Bunny. But did I still get Easter baskets? You betcha. Good ones, too. I'm not sure when I figured it all out - the Santa thing. The Easter Bunny. Tooth Fairy. I know I was still in elementary school. Probably about seven or so.
But OF COURSE I never said anything! Santa gave the BEST presents!
So, what about you? What's your story?
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Happy Friday, folks! Hope you all have been having a mighty fine holiday season so far!
xoxo,
9 comments:
I love that your Mom actually thought you were duped for that long :) My story...is long...but funny, so now I have to blog about it :) Give me a few...
I honestly can't remember when I learned there was no Santa... But yeah, Santa always gave the best gifts lol
Ok, the way that this started out, I thought that you really believed in Santa until you were 17, and that made me so happy, in a "I love christmas, joy the world!!!" sort of way, and then... yeah you were just faking it for the presents. WAY TO KILL CHRISTMAS FOR ME MARISA!!
...also, some jerk kids ruined it for me on the school bus somewhere around the 4th grade, for me.
HAHAHAHAHA, TIA!!! Sorry for killing Christmas!
And I do tend to believe everything anyone tells me... but even I knew better by age 17:)
Hee! Love the pic!
My eleven year old son hasn't asked but he HAS to know but I don't dare ask him ...just in case.
I was in second grade and a neighbor girl told me. Biotch.
HA!! This is awesome. I love that she thought she was breaking it down for you at 17! Classic...
Funny but I wrote about my memory of "finding out" today too! Enjoyed the post!
Oh my word, that is SO funny!
Well, my story is....we never did Santa or the Easter bunny. Heh.
That picture.....oh man. My sympathies are with the 6th grade you! Golly!
Love the pic!
I never "told" my kids, they just kinda figure it out on their own...but same deal, they never say anything for fear "Santa" may not visit!
Such a funny post! I don't recall when I found out. Dreading when boys find out...hopefully they continue to pretend like you. I'll be heartbroken otherwise...
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