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I truly believed in Santa; I went so far as to put coca-cola bottles in front of the door on christm. eve to try and catch him. My mom and dad ended up keeping my toys over at my grandmothers house and then they told me that santa knew I was woke and took them over to my grandmother's house instead. It made christmas more fun for me as a child believing me santa but then I felt like a fool when my mom finally told me the truth because I had argued my cousins and classmates up and down that there was one. I would not be telling my child that there is one. Keep it straight from the jump.
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