My daughter, who I call Bear, is 15 years old and, I’m sure, does not believe in Santa anymore. However, she is not going to admit that to Mom.
You see, when her dad and I were married, we decided to prove that, because there really was a Santa, we had to give her gifts from us, as well as from Santa.(My parents’ tradition of just giving us Santa gifts and the heck with “proof” was outvoted by the now-ex. (Of course it was, because it was the cheaper way to go, but let’s not get into that particular argument.)) Read more