We kept Santa around as long as possible. Toward the end, he would ask me if Santa was real or if it was just us doing everything. My response was always, without confirming or denying anything, "I believe in Santa, there are some that don't and that's alright. What do you believe?"Â
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As the years went on, his friends were telling him one thing but he still wanted to believe. Then one year, while looking at lights, he said he no longer believed in Santa and knew that it was all us. He asked me point blank. To this day, I maintain the same same answer..."I'm an adult and I believe in Santa. You are free to believe either way."  He then reminded me that I pledged to never ever lie to him and asked why had I lied all these years. I told him I never lied to simplying telling him all this time that I believe in Santa. Then I reminded him that has always been my responses to him, that it was carefully crafted to keep the Christmas magic going, without confirming, denying or lying to him. He said "yup, Mom, you're in the right field...excellent lawyer material."Â
@donnatella: so he believed in santa til he was in college?
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