When my oldest was 7, she started hearing at school that there was no Santa, so we did as the "general crowd" does and I went outside after she went to bed and took a handful of golf balls and tossed them up on the roof over her room. It sounded like reindeer feet landing, and she bought it big time. The next year she asked, and I told her what I had done. The youngest, by age 6, had already been informed by her older sister.
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Thank u for resteeming this :)
I try to look out for those that I get along well with :) You're like my buddy just up the road lol