How did you discover Santa wasn`t real?
 

I thought I might discover some interesting/funny tales by asking this....
myself?
Obviously as a very young child I was oblivious to the fact that Santa was infact fictional but tbh as far back as I can recall I was always suspicious.I must have been a very cynical child and maybe still am however my suspicions were confirmed one night near christmas when I was in a local fish shop with my dad and i cant remember exactly what the lasy behind the counter said but i put two and two together and relaised that my suspitions were correct lol.

WHAT - Santa is real and so are his elves! Shame on your for suggesting he is not :hug:

When my father had a cancer, it was about the 1st of december, he thought he was going to die so he brought me to the supermarket and told me "listen son, santa claus doesn't exist, I'm sorry but that's life, you will learn that life is not easy...choose your presents"
I was 7 and I didn't react, I'd rather to see my father alive than Santa Claus, I didn't think about it.

But now, my father is alive and I really don't care Santa Claus doesn't exist lol

When I hide one night (I wanted to see if I could see Santa lol) and saw my mum putting my stocking on the end of my bed, I also heard her and my dad sorting out mine and my brother's presents out :bigsmile: I remember, my mum tried to make out that Santa was too busy that night and he asked her to sort out the presents and put my stocking on the end of my bed, I wasn't having any of it :bigsmile:

Lol I knew someone would say that:hugesmile:

awwww that is so sad.
Im pleased your father is still around:hug:

lol,i never used to have my stocking on my bed,we always had ours downstairs near the fireplace:hugesmile:

Awwwwww that is so sad.

I'm so glad you Dad is still alive :hug:

Thanks babes.You know, I guess it makes you stronger to have that kind of thing in life. But I don't wish that for anyone of course.

It was the last day at school before the Christmas holidays and I asked a friend what he had asked Santa to get him, he said he didn't exist so I went home and kept asking my mum but she just said don't be silly and so I just believed her and went on happy as normal.

It got to a few days after Christmas and my mum told me he weren't real, probably didn't say beforehand as she didn't want to ruin xmas for me and she'd already got the present, or maybe she just liked getting the extra mince pies and glass of brandy each year :whistle:.Sod knows where the carrot went!

I can't remember really, probably from people at school. This year i've got to pretend that Santa is real again because I have a younger brother who's almost 3.

lol in my house we always have a big tin of quality street or roses at xmas and on xmas eve we pick a few out for 'santa' aka my dad lol (i have a little sister) and anyway its so obvious hes not real now becuase my mam and dad are always like oh no santa doesnt like that type of quality street he prefers this one.lol.

From the spoilsports of primary school :sad:

I found out when I was about 9.

i was at my cousins house for Christmas and on christmas eve we went on a "treasure hunt" and we found our christmas present in a closet:laugh:

i cant even remember anyone ever mentioning santa in my school lol.

Lmfao. :laugh:

When I saw my mum taking the presents downstairs to the tree. I must have been about 8/9?

Well i was on tibb and i read this topic.. lol joking. I can't really remember.

It just came over time..
Everyone in school used 2 say he wasnt reall..
then ma big bro told me..
so then next christmas i saw ma mums handwriten on the tags lol

My best friend said 'My nan says Santa isn't real' so i asked my mom and she said 'No he isn't' and i said 'Next thing you'll be telling me is that the tooth fairy isn't real' and she bowed her head, i was mortified lol.

It's funny as my mum has never told me or my brothers santa isn't real and even when I ask now my mum denies the fact that santa isn't real.
So I kind of just worked it out.

well my older cousins told me and i will tell my younger cousins this year :(

NOW! i have a lot of questions to ask my parents.

When I was about 9 and I discovered it was my Grandad dressing up as Santa at the local club. My brother had already guessed but I wasn't convinced until the following Christmas when he'd broken his leg and I recognised it was him by the plaster cast - he'd told the little kids that "Rudolph kicked him"!

Welcome back flav

lmao.