How can I explain that until the age of eight, I believed there was a true
Santa Claus. I mean the white beard, red suit, big belly and all. I can remember putting out milk and cookies for Santa and in the morning it would be gone. So, how did I get to the point where Santa was no more?
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Someone probably told you not to, believing is okay...MERRY CHRISTMAS DIVA~
angelia
I have no idea. I guess you caught momma nem bringin' out the parents
Like Angelia said someone probably told you and you just forgot...I found out from school friends.
Thanks for stopping by TMA to comment about my post. I appreciated it, Dera!!!
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