I stopped believing in Santa Claus because I was too smart for my own good. I was 7 and thought, “If Santa Claus will really bring me anything I ask for, why not try for something my parents could never afford?” Since my parents hadn’t taken me to Disney World yet, I asked for four plane tickets to Florida. When I didn’t get them, I figured out Santa Claus wasn’t real.
Like all kids when they find out Santa isn’t real, my heart was broken. Christmas was never really the same after that. Christmas was also not quite the same after I b