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Date: 2006-12-08 03:29 pm (UTC)For the whole "Santa Claus" issue, my family's story is that "Santa Claus is everyone who loves you." Thus, I am 32 years old and still believe in Santa Claus, because I was never lied to about it, never disillusioned, etc.
In many ways, I bet my mother wishes she had disillusioned me as a child, so I might stop asking for completely impossible things on my wish list (like "a ride on a unicorn"-- hey, a girl can dream!)