geez you must have had a pussy childhood.
Some of the best memories I have from childhood are from Christmas- I can barely remember any presents but the season, the happiness, the songs, the visits to friends and family, the movies on TV, the sleigh rides, the horses, the tree, the decorations, etc etc...
And when I found out there was no Santa I certainly did not think my parents lied, I instinctively knew they loved playing that role because they loved their children, loved making us happy, and we loved it too- win-win.
Parents lied to them???
Santa was Pagan so it’s EEEEVillll~!!
gimme a break- I betcha God even loves Christmas like any parent loves making his children happy....
1000%.....
i have an 11YO daughter who still believes in Santa while many of her friends do not...as far as I’m concerned I hope she believes until she’s 35...
Too bad I had such a lousy childhood. I never felt appreciated until the nuns got ahold of me. They taught me to love God, not to be good for Santa Claus.