Father Christmas. At what age "should" kids stop believing in him?

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gbb

Squire
Location
Peterborough
Can't remember what ages our children sussed it out but it kinda surprises me our live in 8yo grand daughter is into naughty elves and gleefully comes down each morning to see what they've been up to ? She's borderline thinking it's not real but hasn't quite got there yet, still enjoying the magic of it.
She's got 19 of them...:wacko::laugh:

The pleasure on her face, the squeals of delight, its a shame to spoil it.
 

Jameshow

Veteran
9 months after conception...🤣🤣🤣
 

Punkawallah

Über Member
I have heard of kids who have to have Santa deliver the presents to their Grandparent's house because the idea of a strange man getting into their bedroom scares them so much

WHich does make you wonder what has happened to them - or what they have been told - that scared them so much

Perhaps they were caught unawares, and were presented with the story the wrong way around. I suspect the whole ‘bedroom’ thing becomes part of the legend at about the time they become aware of the incongruities, and is seen as a ‘tongue in cheek’ expansion on the ‘Santa = presents’ thing. Kids do baulk at the strangest things.
Famously I had to take an empty toilet roll up to a child’s bedroom, bang and clash, then return downstairs with the ends covered and demonstrate the toilet roll being crushed to persuade the bairn that the ‘shark’ in their bedroom was disposed of. Where they got the idea there was a shark in their bedroom, who knows.
 
Perhaps they were caught unawares, and were presented with the story the wrong way around. I suspect the whole ‘bedroom’ thing becomes part of the legend at about the time they become aware of the incongruities, and is seen as a ‘tongue in cheek’ expansion on the ‘Santa = presents’ thing. Kids do baulk at the strangest things.
Famously I had to take an empty toilet roll up to a child’s bedroom, bang and clash, then return downstairs with the ends covered and demonstrate the toilet roll being crushed to persuade the bairn that the ‘shark’ in their bedroom was disposed of. Where they got the idea there was a shark in their bedroom, who knows.

A lo of kids I knew (and know) find the presents outside their bedroom on Christmas day
My daughter always found hers in the lounge - there was no way we were going into her room once she was asleep - she was terrible to get off and woke at the slightest noise!!!
After a while we did start leaving a few small bits outside her door to stop her coming down at silly o'clock and opening everything - we had to help Santa out and having then downstairs meant he didn;t have to get the sack around the bend in the staircase!!
 
i think i remember not believing in Santa and one of my sisters still did so i said i'd believe in him for just one more year :laugh:
 

fossyant

Ride It Like You Stole It!
Location
South Manchester
Elf on the Shelf is big these days. My sister and brother's kids have 'him' round their house. Get's up to mischief, but 'Pickles' had apparently packed his bags and went home to the North Pole for my sister's 3 1/2 year old lad. He's apparently been playing up, not getting ready in the morning. Pickles then moved in with Nana (they have an identical one) and facetimed him to show where he was staying. Anyway, Pickles in now back home with his own sleeping bag.

My brother's Elf has been up to mischief, messing rooms up, squirting tooth paste etc etc.
 

Ming the Merciless

There is no mercy
Location
Inside my skull
My Nanna used to always shake her presents to try and work out what they were. I stopped putting names on presents, which upset her no end. She’d have wait till Christmas Day, when I revealed whose was whose.
 

Accy cyclist

Legendary Member
I think I stopped believing aged about 10, after I found my forthcoming Father Christmas delivered Scalextric on top of a wardrobe, about a fortnight before Christmas Day!:rolleyes: Me and brother kept taking it down, assembling the track and playing with it when mum and dad went to the pub, then putting it back before they got back. I played along with the belief in Father Christmas on Christmas Day, if I remember rightly.:rolleyes:
 

Ming the Merciless

There is no mercy
Location
Inside my skull
I think I stopped believing aged about 10, after I found my forthcoming Father Christmas delivered Scalextric on top of a wardrobe, about a fortnight before Christmas Day!:rolleyes: Me and brother kept taking it down, assembling the track and playing with it when mum and dad went to the pub, then putting it back before they got back. I played along with the belief in Father Christmas on Christmas Day, if I remember rightly.:rolleyes:

Your presents were never wrapped?
 
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