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GIVEAWAY CLOSED! The winner is….

Congrats Rebecca! I email you shortly! The rest of you, don’t forget to click the ad to the right to get 20% off any Five Bamboo purchase through the end of the month! And if you need a laugh, read the stories about how people learned about Santa. There are some hilarious ones!

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Today, in the spirit of kicking off the holiday season, how about a little (awesome) giveaway? The folks at Five Bamboo are giving one of my readers aΒ Sophia Dress. You could be nice and give it to someone else if you win, or you can keep it for yourself. I won’t tell. πŸ˜‰

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I also really like theΒ Solstice Dress, which I happen to be wearing today. I love anything with a cowl neck and I really like the single pocket. I feel like the stitching could be slightly smoother on the left side – it bunches a little – but it may lay a little bit better with a Β slip underneath. (I couldn’t find mine today…oops.) I wore it to work with tights and flats.

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Then I wore it after work sans tights (it was warm out!) and cowgirl boots for a more casual look. I’ve also worn it with black ankle booties and it looks super cute for a night out.

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I’ve also tried their Ballerina Dress, which I was super excited about, but itΒ doesn’t fit me as well as their other dresses. I think the style just doesn’t work for someone who is a little bustier like me. I just felt like it made my top half too prominent.

Anyway, back to the Sophia Dress giveaway! To enter, tell me at what age you stopped believing in Santa Claus. πŸ™‚ IΒ honestly don’t ever remember really believing. Sad.

Don’t forget – readers of my blog get an extra 20% off any purchase at Five Bamboo in November. Just click the ad to the right!

Giveaway ends on Monday, 11/26.

Full disclosure: All Five Bamboo dresses in this post were sent to me for free from Five Bamboo to review. I do not receive an affiliate bonus if you purchase through the ad.

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  • Sarah
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    Oooh, do canadians qualify too?? I’d love to win one! I think I stopped believing after one year when nothing was really “wrapped” or what we even asked for. Funny, now I don’t even ask for gifts, I feel too guilty!

  • Bonnie
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    Wahoo! Thanks for another great giveaway! πŸ˜€ Would love to try one of their dresses. I stopped believing in Santa probably around 11 years old? We didn’t often get presents “from Santa” but my parents also never really discouraged our imaginations either.

    Thanks again & Happy Thanksgiving! πŸ™‚

  • Asuma
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    I know I believed in Santa when I was about 3 or 4, because I remember writing a letter to him πŸ˜€ But I also remember that at around 5 or 6, I knew Mum was hiding the presents, so I’d say I stopped believing when I was 5. Lol, she yelled at me for telling my younger sis that Santa didn’t exist πŸ˜› Ooops!

  • Krista Nolen
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    I don’t remember when I stopped believing in Santa…maybe when I was 9-10? But I have a little brother who is almost five years younger than me so I had to keep up appearances!

  • Allison
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    Loves it! I was 8 and I found two sets of colored pencils in my parents room. I then found them in our stockings on Christmas.

    Good thing Santa still brings stockings!

    Thanks love!

  • Sarah warner
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    I was told by a sibling in first grade. I’d love to win the dress – super cute.

  • Joy
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    I was 12 and I still believe!

  • Michelle
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    I think I was around 7.

  • Allison
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    I was about 9. My mom slipped and said something would “be great for your Easter basket” and I put it all together. Luckily we were at Disney World so it softened the blow!

  • Crystal
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    I was four! Dad came to my preschool class dressed as Santa and I knew it was him!

  • Lindsey
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    Thanks for the giveaway!
    I believed for a really long time, like until I was 12 or 13. Even after that my friends and I still said we believed in the “spirit of Christmas,” haha. My mom’s handwriting on all the gifts from Santa was the final straw.

  • Michelle @ Eat Move Balance
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    I think I figured out the Santa Claus thing at about 8 years old. I really wanted it to be true though . . . and since I had younger sisters (I was the oldest), I played along for a long time. πŸ™‚

  • Andrea@Vegvacious
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    Awesome giveaway Teri! I don’t remember when I stopped believing, but my youngest brotber is 9 years younger so we had ‘Santa’ at our house until I left for college. Lucky!!

  • Lauren
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    I have been dying to get my hands on a Five Bamboo dress. Love the tanks I have so much so I can only imagine the material covering most of my body would be heavenly! I think i stopped believing in Santa around the age of 7 or so. I remember waking up n Christmas morning with the chicken pox and cried that Santa would bring me itchy bumps for Christmas. After that, I stopped caring about the man.

  • Julie
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    I don’t really remember when I stopped believing (it must not have been terribly traumatic?), but my parents do have a video of me saying, “Hey! I think you guys are Santa!” when I was about four … so apparently that’s when!

  • Rebecca P.
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    I stopped around age 7ish. I was at my brothers friends house and he brought us into the basement closet and showed us a ton of wrapped gifts with tags saying from santa and even mrs. claus (and this was weeks before Christmas) haha!

  • Kimberly R.
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    I hope its an international giveaway. but anyway I think I was either 6-7 years.

  • Meghan
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    I’m pretty sure I was 12… Ha! I had the spirit of Christmas for a long time!

  • Leslie Greening
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    I think I was 11….sad day!!

  • Caryln @ CarylnRambles
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    I think I figured it out in 4th grade and it was because an episode of Rugrats were all the parents were trying to decide who would dress up as Santa and then on Christmas the “real” Santa showed up and all the parents were shocked. I remember I was so scared to ask my mom because I though if he was real and though I didn’t believe, I wouldn’t get gifts. hahaha. Man, Christmas was always the best when I believed in Santa. My parents even got out neighbor to dress as Santa and run by my window.

  • lindsay
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    I don’t remember exactly… maybe 6 or 7? I figured out that the Tooth Fairy wasn’t real, and then also asked if Santa Claus wasn’t real, so it was a little easier for me.

  • Karla Schmidt
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    I think I was about 10, because when my sister was 5 (too young to know he’s not real) I told her Santa was just mom and dad. We’re 5 years apart, so I’m just doing the math πŸ™‚

  • Julie
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    I was 6, my older brother ruined it for me!

  • Steff
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    I was 11…which is kind of old, right?? I really kept that hope alive, ha!

  • *Andrea*
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    Sadly it was around age 5. My best friend in Kindergarten was Jewish and told me the truth by accident lol

  • Kelan
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    My brother put the pieces together when he was 8 and could not hold that valuable information to himself. Thus I stopped believing when I was 6, but played along for many years. My brother however, had to tell all of his friends too.

  • Karlee
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    I stopped believing when I found a keyboard that my parents later claimed was “from Santa”. A sad day in the life of an 8 yr old.

  • Maryz
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    I think I was 8…way too young to have the magic end πŸ™
    Love this dress!

  • chelsey @ clean eating chelsey
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    I think I was in third grade when I stopped believing. Sad story!

  • Michele
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    I was five. My dad decided that was old enough πŸ™‚

  • Jessica
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    What an awesome giveaway, T. I stopped believing in Santa around age 4. It just didn’t make logical sense. Too many children in too many houses and not enough time.

  • Robin
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    8. “Santa” leaned over and his Santa beard swung out and my cousin and I saw my dad’s beard. We were sworn to secrecy to not tell the younger ones!

  • Stephanie @ Legally Blinde
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    Like you, I never really believed in Santa Claus. I’ve always been a pretty practical person, and I just couldn’t buy into the stories. But my sister was a true believer so I played along for quite awhile. I always admire your Five Bamboo dresses – they look so good on you! Thanks for this nice giveaway πŸ™‚

  • Miranda
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    I don’t remember either! I do remember pretending to believe for a long time since my sister still believed!

  • Kellie
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    I was 7. I asked my dad why santa didn’t bring all the starving kids food…he couldn’t think of an answer and that was when I found out.

  • Casey
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    I think I was in the 2nd grade and someone told me while I was in the lunch line… so sad!

  • Jo
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    I think it was sometime around when my baby sister was born, so I was around 8? I couldn’t figure out why they needed to have toy drives if Santa brought toys to every girl and boy, and my parents couldn’t find a good way to explain it to me!

  • Michelle pickett
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    Those dresses are so cute! I think my older sister told me santa wasn’t real when I was 7 or 8 what a meanie!

  • Whitney D.
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    I was in 4th grade when the magic stopped. However, my mom STILL lays out all the presents in the living room as if he came during the night.

  • Allie
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    I was also one of those unbelievers for as long as I can remember!

  • Courtney
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    Probably around 6 there is no way santa put a desk down our tiny fireplace

  • Stephanie
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    I love when you have give-aways from this company- their dresses are so cute! I stopped believing around 9 years when I noticed that Santa had the same wrapping paper and handwriting as my parents!

  • Jessie
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    I honestly don’t remember believing in Santa Clause so i guess I was 4 or 5 maybe?

  • Lea
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    I was in 4th or 5th grade so I was like 11 I think? Whenever it was, it was a sad day!

  • jameil
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    I’m pretty sure I gave up Santa at 7!

  • Heather
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    Hmmm, I think that I was 5 when I knew that my dad’s friend was the one in the Santa suit. But I still believed it was the REAL Santa Claus coming down the chimney at night. I guess I mus have been 7 or 8 when I figured out that it wasn’t true. Ahhh, so sad. Haha.

  • janetha
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    i honestly don’t know! i think i was 6 or 7–super young. love you and your bustiness! xoxo

  • Gina @ Health, Love, ans Chocolate
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    I think I was about 9! Sad stuff right there.

  • Chatelaine
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    i was probably 7 or 8. i was the oldest of 3 kids so I do remember feeling like an adult continuing to help my younger brother and sister to believe in Santa. Like i was in on the whole secret now.

  • Elena Vo
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    Age ten, when I caught my older sisters asking mom what our dad was buying us this year. Broken heart!

  • Melissa
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    what a cute dress!

    I have a little brother, so I remember making myself “believe” a lot longer than I truly did for his sake haha. probably 5th grade.

  • Marlow
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    I was 7 and it was a sad day! I was ‘educated’ by my peers at school and I remember being pretty upset. That Christmas I tried to still believe but it wasn’t as fun as the few years previous that I can remember.

    Here’s hoping that when I have kids they’re able to pretend longer than I was πŸ™‚ There’s just something fun about the tradition!

  • Lesley
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    I’m the oldest of four, so my parents tried to keep the ‘secret’ as long as possible. I think I was in the fifth grade!

  • Courtney
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    I think I was around 10

  • Kristy
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    Great giveaway. I think I was about 9-10. Sad day. I tell my kids now that if you don’t believe you don’t receive. Love the dresses.

  • shani
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    i never believed because i am jewish

  • Sarah R
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    I think some kids on the school bus ruined my belief in about 4th grade. I kept the act up for my little brother though.

  • kristen@goodngoodforya
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    I’m not sure when I stopped believing. I remember pretending to believe for a few years after I stopped, ’cause it seemed so important to my mom.

  • Stephanie
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    I’m not sure I ever really believed in Santa either but by age 5 or 6 for sure, I wasn’t buying into him anymore.

  • Leah
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    I’m like you, I can’t remember when I stopped believing in Santa Claus. Maybe around age 8 or 9?

  • Laurin
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    I don’t think I was ever fully convinced of Santa either. But for some reason I did firmly believe in the Tooth Fairy and was crushed when I was 9 and found out she isn’t real!

  • Lindsey
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    I don’t remember exactly what tipped me off, but I think I was about 7. I remember coming home from school one day and asking my mom about it, so some other kid probably told me. I do remember feeling slightly relieved – I wasn’t real thrilled about some creepy man coming into our house at night. (We didn’t have a chimney, so my parents told me they left the front door unlocked for him. Our house had been broken into earlier that summer and it had freaked me out, so I was not happy with that plan.) I had to keep up appearances for my little brother for a few more years though.

  • Angela
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    Love the dress! I really don’t remember what age I stopped believing. There was no traumatic incident or anything, but it was probably around 8.

  • Kelly
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    I don’t really remember ever believing either…it was just something we played along with with my parents…leaving out cookies and stuff.

  • Sarah S.
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    I don’t really remember when I stopped believing, but I still love the idea of Santa πŸ™‚

  • tara
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    I don’t really remember – maybe 5 or 6? but I played along and didn’t tell my little sister!

  • Jessie
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    I think my cousins told me when I was about 8. I don’t remember the exact age, but I do remember finding out in my grandma’s basement and being so devastated! Now I’ve started leaving out Kahlua and cookies for my mom (given that she still insists on staying up late on Christmas Eve to put out the presents after I fall asleep)!

  • Bethany
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    I think I stopped believing around 7 or so. I don’t remember the exact moment, but I think it was around then.

  • Mina
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    I don’t remember when I stopped believeing. I do remember ringing bells for my little brother so he would think Santa was on his way.

    Mina

  • Moira
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    I think I was about ten years old when I found out that Santa didn’t exist. I just remember asking my mom over and over again if he was real.

  • Trisha
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    I think I was about 8 or 9 when I stopped believing. But I still love the Christmas spirit of giving!

  • Miranda@Miranda's Munchies
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    I think I must have been around 10… I cried πŸ™

  • Hannah
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    Santa Claus was never part of my family’s Christmas tradition so I never really believed in him. I suppose I hoped he existed in my heart until I was about 11, at which point I gave up.

  • Jeanne
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    I’m not entirely sure either haha but I think around 7. Thanks for the giveaway.

  • Andrea K
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    I was 8 – my older sister told me. Sad day.

  • Megan | Eats Daily
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    I think I was pretty young when I stopped believing, like 6 or 7 but I’m not really sure! Good question!

  • Julie
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    I was about 7 – I saw the Santa costume my dad wore on Christmas Eve hanging in a garment bag!

  • Alycia
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    They have such gorgeous dresses! I don’t remember when I stopped believing, but it was pretty late. Maybe around 8ish. I was gullible and I still am!

  • amy
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    my parents told us santa was “pretend” from the beginning. but i remember the day my sister told her best friend santa wasn’t real & caused her to cry. poor girl.

  • Tina M
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    I was around 8

  • Gabi
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    While I’m not sure exactly when it was, I do know I was the last one of my friends to believe in santa claus. Ahh the joys of being an oldest child.

  • Hayley
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    I had parents who believed in complete honesty so I always knew it was a story. Still hands down my favorite holiday!

  • Rachael Ann
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    I think I stopped believing around 7 or 8? I remember arguing with friends about it a lot around that age. My baby sister ate a continental breakfast with Santa last year and knows that he doesn’t come down the chimney but is more than willing to defend that he is “real”!

  • Mrs Type A
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    I honestly don’t remember but I think it was sometime around age 8 or 10 and the culprit was definitely kids at school. I was a mean older sister and told my sister there was no Santa πŸ™ !!

  • Miri
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    I still believe! J/K :). I was a little bit older until I got the memo.

  • Erin D.
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    I was fairly young. Maybe 6 or 7? I saw some gifts under the tree that said “from Santa” on them, and well, the rest is history. I have a younger sister though so it was fun to pretend with her.

  • Kate
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    It was a sad day – and my friend from school let me in on the secret. I was probably around 7 or 8 years old. I remember pretending I still believed for another few years. I didn’t want to ruin it for the rest of my family. How brave …

  • Katie Heddleston
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    I honestly don’t remember what age I was.. but I do remember my little brother saying to me one day as Christmas was nearing: “Santa is just mom, huh?” It was so sad and I had to reply with yeah since he was old enough to know the truth.

  • Katie Heddleston
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    I just tweeted too πŸ™‚

  • SB
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    I’m Jewish, so I never believed…

  • Cee
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    When I was three, I traded in my pacifier for toys. When I learned that I couldn’t pack everything up and get my pacifier back on Christmas Day, that was the beginning of the end for my belief in Santa!

  • Moira
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    I tweeted too! πŸ™‚

  • Catherine
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    I think I was about 8. Love those dresses!!!

  • Whitney D.
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    I think the magic ended for me in about 4th grade? However, my mom STILL gets up in the middle of the night and lays our gifts out as if he came. Yep, we’re that family πŸ™‚

  • Christina B
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    I stopped believing around fifth grade, as an only child my parents had a better shot at keeping it going πŸ™‚ Santa once kissed me while I was sleeping and I woke up with a grey mark on my cheek bc he had ashes from our chimney on him ha! PS I need this dress πŸ˜‰

  • Allison
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    Congratulations on your PR, and the adorable trophy. I’d love to win that dress.
    I also think I accidentally posted this on your turkey trot post πŸ™‚

  • Jennifer M.
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    I don’t think I ever believed in Santa as a kid. My parents introduced him as a kind of Christmas clown that some people pretended was real. πŸ™‚

  • Teri's Mom
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    WHAT?? You never believed?? All because of your older brothers (4th), I am sure.

    • Teri [a foodie stays fit]
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      I said I don’t REMEMBER believing! I’m sure I did at some point. πŸ™‚ I really wanted to believe and see Rudolph’s nose in the sky and looked every year – does that count for something?? πŸ™‚

  • Rachel
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    I can’t remember ever really believing in Santa either. I think I always knew it was my parents. I guess that’s what happens when you have older brothers… : )

  • Jen
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    I also honestly don’t remember ever believing either! Nonetheless, to this day (and I’m 29), my parents continue to give me presents from “Santa”…

  • Kristina
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    I was 9 and I cornered my mom in the grocery store demanding to know the truth. I was also ridiculously dramatic afterwards crying and demanding to know how I could ever trust her again after that gigantic lie. πŸ˜€

  • Christina
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    A truly can not remember when I stopped believing, but it probably involved one of my brothers spilling the beans πŸ™‚

  • Helen
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    I don’t think I ever really believed in Santa. I think that’s because my parents were recent immigrants and didn’t really understand the American culture behind Santa.

  • Jen
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    I cannot remember when I stopped believing. I think it was around age 8 or 9…hoping my daughter believes until then!

  • Ashley P
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    I think I was about 10 years old and I didn’t want to believe he wasn’t real πŸ™

  • Jessi R
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    I’m not sure how old I was… but how it happened was my Dad told me the Tooth Fairy wasn’t real and so I immediately asked if Santa Claus was not real either. πŸ™‚

  • Bonnie
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    Thanks for the extra entry! Here’s my tweet: https://twitter.com/bonnielang/status/272767923758694400 (@bonnielang) πŸ˜€

  • Christa @ Edible Balance
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    I’m pretty sure I’m the same as you, I don’t remember ever believing in Santa Claus! I don’t think my parents ever bought into all of that when we were kids, we knew gifts came from them. I think it was hard not to tell anyone else though and ruin it for them!

  • Christa @ Edible Balance
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    I tweeted about the giveaway, thanks for another entry! https://twitter.com/ensuing_grace/status/272771433896230912

  • eirinn
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    When I was in 5th grade I pressured my mom into telling me. The year before I had told her I wouldn’t believe in him unless he left me proof. I promptly wrote my letter to Santa not asking for presents but for proof of existence. As a 4th grader I wanted not to see him, but simply a bell off of his sleigh. The next year I decided that this was not enough proof. When Christmas celebrations began, I asked my Mom if he was real, informing her I did not think he was. I ended my spiel to her with “DO NOT LIE TO ME”, shortly after she confessed. If you knew my mom you’d understand, she is the sweetest and just can’t lie. I quickly put it all together and realized there was no tooth fairy or Easter bunny. Our talk ended with why it was important for my little brother Sean to still believe and how I had to keep the secret.

    • Teri [a foodie stays fit]
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      omg, hahahhaa! You were a hilarious little kid! Asking for proof multiple times and “DO NOT LIE TO ME” – I love it! I’m cracking up!!

  • Stephanie Kohn
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    I was five. My “boyfriend”, David, lived in a nice brick house across the street. He sweetly pointed out to me that there couldn’t possibly be a Santa because I lived in a trailer with no chimney.

  • Caroline
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    I actually don’t remember! I think it was just sort of gradual over the years – I didn’t want to believe he wasn’t real!

  • Caroline
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    I’m not actually sure when! I do think it had something to do with having older cousins who weren’t so subtle about the whole thing though…

  • Whitney
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    I was around 10 when I confronted my mom about how there was no Easter Bunny (caught in the act) which is when she ‘fessed up that there was also no Tooth Fairy or Santa Claus. I think I had already stopped believe from talk on the playground but I remember when it was confirmed. That Christmas was one of my favorites since my 3 younger cousins still believed and I got to be involved in the magic.

  • Kelli
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    I was about 10. I got asked to carry gifts down to the tree before Christmas and noticed that some said from Santa. I still like to believe there’s a Santa Claus out there somewhere though!

  • nushechka
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    I can”t remember when I stopped believing

  • Tracy S
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    I was 7, and I would love to win this dress.

  • kayleigh
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    I was 9 and I was so upset when i figured it out I went through denial for quite a while.

  • Erin Hack
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    I stopped believing when I was 8. However, I pretended to believe for 3 more years because I have a little sister AND I wanted presents from Santa! πŸ™‚

  • Jayna
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    Oh you know Shelton ruined it for me the first chance he got! So I was young, too young. Hope you’re well, and nice time in the 5k!

  • Hannah
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    I think I was in 5th grade when I stopped believing. The kids at school told me Santa wasn’t real, but I didn’t want to believe it. I went home crying that night and my mom told me.

  • amber p
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    i was 6 but later that year my older sister found it necessary to explain to me what she had learned in health class that day about how we make babies. I was so freaked out i told her santa wasnt even real. She screamed and cried for hours and somehow i got in more trouble than she did?!?!?! it was a traumatic day that both of us will never forget πŸ™‚

  • Tiff @ Love, Sweat, & Beers
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    I have no idea when I stopped. Perhaps it was gradual, if that’s even possible?

    Love the first dress. Work appropriate and still super cute!

  • Ann
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    I, like you, don’t remember ever believing in him. πŸ™ Santa was never part of my family’s Christmas traditions. I hope I wasn’t “that kid” to break the news to a classmate/friend! Ha.

  • Jessica
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    That is a hiliarous question–I love it. I honestly don’t remember ever believing either! But i do remember pretending I still believed for a while…my brother ruined it for me but I was trying to keep it fun for my parents haha

  • Kate M.
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    I was 6 and my sister delivered the news….and then immediately showed me where all of our presents were hidden.

  • Maggie J
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    I stopped believing in Santa as soon as I hit 1st grade and all the rumors went around school that he wasn’t real. I didn’t tell my parents until 3rd grade that I knew the truth!

  • [New Balance] Nicole
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    I stopped believing in Santa when I was six. My dad sat me on his lap and told me he wasn’t real and I started crying and said, “well, I guess I better start thanking you for all the presents and not Santa Clause!” πŸ™‚

  • Bara
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    Where I live Santa doesn’t bring presents. Baby Jesus does πŸ™‚
    I’m not sure when I stopped believing but I think it was a bit late compared to my friends. Maybe second grade or so. I remember talking about this with some kids in kindergarten/school (not sure) and telling them that he has to be real because my grandma believes in it too. Oh how naive I was πŸ˜€

    • Bara
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      Argh now i noticed the giveaway is closed… I thought they were results from some older giveaway. Never mind. At least you have my non-Santa story here πŸ™‚