The Average Age When People Stop Believing in Santa Clause

I stopped believing when I was 11. My dad told me there was no Santa Claus. I was devastated. I still remember that. I started crying and my brother laughed at me.

i stopped believing when i was 5. my mom got drunk and thought i should wrap my sisters gift for her and put from santa. when those were the only gifts the next morning i knew for sure. that and i didnt get any lol. as far as my kids go my oldest was 7 a kid at school told her and i could not get her to think otherwise. my youngest is almost 10 and still believes.
i do have to say though santa is real. he is not a person that lives at the north pole, in a red suite etc. anyone can be santa. i have to tell you this story is to why i say that.
my kids were 4 and 2 and i had no money for a tree, gifts, dinner, etc. i was so upset i wrote a letter to santa cause i didnt know what else to do. christmas morning i got up and laid out the blankets i made for the kids and there was a knock at the door. i answered and it was the post man. he said santa couldnt make it by and had me bring this over. bags and bags of stuff came out of the mail truck. food, clothes, a tree, gifts for the kids. all i could do was cry. i begged to know who did this so that i could pay them back and all he said was santa merry christmas. he left and i never found out but in my heart that day i knew there way a santa.
santa a person that cares, shares, and takes time out to put smiles on peoples faces.

I still believe in Santa Clause, simplytraffic.

But I get what you're saying. According to your statistic, I am finally above average at something, as I was over age 10 when I realized what was going on.

This is the same age that two of my sons were when they had their awakening. My eight year old is still innocent in this, and his two older brothers work very hard to preserve his innocence.

How old were you, simplytraffic?

I still believe in Santa Claus, and so do my children. See, we taught that Santa is the spirit of giving...giving something to someone that they don't expect, or couldn't afford for themselves, or that they want really badly. So we will ALWAYS believe in Santa, and in being Santa for those around us...as well as for those we don't know!!

I was 18 years old. I refused to believe that Santa wasn't real. I'd always hear kids say that Santa was your parents, but I just put it in the back of my mind. I didn't want to let go of the magic. The pieces just kind of fell together when Santa, last year, gave me a movie that I saw my mother buy that I asked for Christmas. She made a mistake and had Santa give it to me. I still am having a hard time letting go that Santa is my parents. I still don't want to believe it. Santa made me so happy and made Christmas so magical! I am embarassed to say that I am the oldest child in my family and my younger sisters stopped believing before me. I still am not ready to let go of the magic. Without Santa, Christmas seems empty.

It is funny that this discussion was first on your "Discussions I Started" list. I was just watch a repeat episode of Everybody Loves Raymond, and he was thinking about telling his five year old daughter, Ally that there was no Santa. What a coincidence.

I was in the fourth grade when I was told there was no Santa, so that would have made me eight years old. I guess I am just average. LOL

I think that is about the age that my sister told her children, or that they figured it out on their own. However, I don't have any children of my own.