Do you believe Santa Claus when you were still a kid?  

yah especially when i received that superman suit! i even bragged about it to my friends coz aside from that, my brother got batman and my sister got wonder woman. isnt that convincing for kids?

Of course I did! Believing in him brought me presents.I am still tempted to believe in him if some else would take up the part of my parents and give me presents.But nowadays the job has been shifted to me as my daughter is a vehement believer of Santa Claus and asking around for his phone number so that she can directly communicate with him to get the gifts she wants instead of going via her parents.

ofcourse thats when your kid you believe in santa claus but now no longer.
you hanged sock on the window waiting for santa to come on what he will give you for this christmas. I love those times...

When I was a kid, I was a bit skeptical about Santa Claus because I was raised Christian and I was really confused as to whether or not it was okay for me to believe it. All my friends, at least most of them, really believed in Santa Claus and so when they told me about their 'testimonials', I started to slowly believe it for a while. I finally cleared it out with my parents that Santa does not exist. I have to say, I think I was a little disappointed because being a kid and all, hearing all those neat stories and watching all those cartoons about Santa Claus, a part of me wanted for it to be true, but a part of me didn't. I wouldn't have, exactly, been on the good list. Anyhow, I did believe in it for a little while until I learned the truth. Now, as I am much older, I know that the real star of Christmas isn't Santa Claus, it's Jesus Christ. I know a lot of people don't really celebrate Christmas and don't know why we do. But anyway, the real star of Christmas is Jesus Christ. He is the reason why there's a Christmas celebration at all =]

Hello there. I used to believe that Santa Claus do exist when I was younger. Every Christmas, I could really received a gift with a tag telling me its from Santa. I was happy that time. I also could not forget I would wrote Santa Claus a letter, telling him all the things that I want to have this Christmas. It was my mom's idea to put some socks on our Christmas tree so that Santa will put his gift for me there. One time, I caught my mom putting a lot of coins , candies and small gifts inside my sock, I was kinda disappointed because I so love Santa for giving me gifts and that's the time I stopped believing that Santa Claus exist.

Yes, I did. My parents led me to believe that Santa Claus exists. So it was Santa that I though gave me gifts during Christmas. Now, I have already passed the Santa stage. My 6 year old child is now the one believing in Santa Claus.

When I was a child my parents and I celebrated Christmas Eve with my grandparents, my aunt, my uncle and my cousins. One year when I was a few years old my youngest cousin played Santa Claus. He knocked on the door and came in dressed up as Santa Claus. I didn't recognize him and I was convinced Santa Claus had come to visit us He handed out the presents and then he left. It is a long time ago, and I don't remember the presents that I got, but my parents say that they will never forget the look on my face when Santa Claus showed up

I'm a big fan of Santa! I grew up believing that he really exist. When i was a child December is my favourite month because i can see and receive gifts from Santa. I always make sure that before Christmas end my red socks is full of goodies even though we caught our parents putting candies in our sucks, we still believe in Santa Clause. maybe because they gave us a very good excuse.

I used to believe in Santa right up until I was about 10ish. I used to love getting all excited on Christmas Eve night just to wake up in the morning rush downstairs and rip open my present from Santa.

Remember it was tradition that before I went to bed on Christmas Eve I had to leave a carrot for rudolph and a mince pie and glass of sherry or brandy for Santa.

It was only as I grew up did I realise the truth but I wouldn't say I was devastated...a little down maybe but bearing in mind Santa is supposed to come down the chimney and we didn't have one....it does make you wonder.

I stopped believing in Santa when I was 8. My sister and I went some place with my parents in our van and when they went into the store we happened to look in the back and found all the gifts. That's when we knew Santa wasn't real and also there was another time when we woke up in the middle of the night and saw our parents taking gifts downstairs under the tree. But this day I still try to believe in Santa for my 2 yr old nephew. Until he knows its not real or if he ever believes that we try to play it cool!