Too little to take that away. I was 9 years old when I stopped believing in Santa, and the next year, Christmas lost a little bit of its magic. I was sad but was also older and had began to question it - my Mom told me because I questioned it. Kids at school started saying they don’t believe around that age. For first graders, it’s so much fun to believe in Santa. This woman ruined it for them.
I think I was 9, too, when I found the rest of the fabric my mom had used to make Barbie dresses I had gotten for Christmas. I remember that feeling when it hit me, I think my jaw hit the floor. 9 year olds today are so jaded compared to how kids were back then.