*chuckling*
I was just having a flashback of when I told my parents that there isn't any Santa. Yes, I said,
*I* told
THEM, not the other way around. :p
Basically, it was all about process of elimination.
Ok, so the story basically says that Santa would ride across the sky in a sleigh pulled by reindeers (and one with a red nose even!). And that he would deliver toys to all the good little girls and boys all over the world...in one night! Wow! And he would do all of this by sliding down the chimney.
Ok, here's the conclusion I cam to after thinking about all of that:
1) Just the thought of this dude flying in a sleigh didn't seem..."right" to me. (and yes, I thought that at the age of 8!). Yeah, yeah..magic..blah blah...
2) Delivery..all in one night???? Even UPS isn't that good...lol! And as far as "good" boys and girls...oh come on. You know that there were times when you were not as "good" as you should have been close to Christmas time.
3) A chimney? We didn't have no damned chimney!
OR a fireplace!
4) Saw my dad one year putting the presents under the tree.
So,that was that. I told my parents the next day at breakfast what I had seen and what conclusion I came to. LOL, I think my dad was relieved a bit that he didn't have to tell me.
And, of course, they didn't have to tell me about the Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny, etc. either.