Some of my best memories of childhood are of Xmas and all it's magical wonder....although being a kid in Europe, for us Santa came during Saint Nicholas Day on Dec 6th (which when we lived in Austria, also included being chased around our village at night by guy dressed up as the devil, scaring the crap out of us), and the gifts on Xmas were brought by "baby Jesus", haha. All made up, and all amazing.
Screw the truth. Keep it going as long as you can, there's plenty of years afterwards for reality to crap on their head. Ignorance truly is bliss.
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