I figured out that Santa couldn’t be real when I was 6 years old. I went outside to look to the sky and and it just hit me that the world was so big and no person could possibly take presents to every child in the whole world in one night.
I went in and asked my mother to tell me if I was right and Santa wasn’t real. She explained that there was a real person named St Nicholas who gave presents to children a long long time ago, and after he died parents took up the spirit of Santa and took care of getting the children their gifts. Santa was a spirit of giving, not a real person. I felt pretty proud of figuring it out and as the oldest child, I never revealed the secret to any of my 5 younger brothers and sisters. Christmas was never dimmed in anyway for me after I knew.
All three of my daughters knew the truth by age 7. Kids at school told them, and though I tried to keep the magic alive, once they were suspicious it was over. I used the same story my mom told me to explain and one by one, they were fine with it.
I have to say I have a very hard time believing that any child over the age of 7-8 still really believes. Kids at school have definitely told them the truth. I think they are pretending to believe because they are afraid if they admit they know, Santa will stop coming.
Santa never stopped coming at my house until, my girls left home. Even though they knew the truth, we kept the giving spirit of St. Nicholas alive, and, I got the credit!!
