We were sitting at the table, doing homework, and Isaac (13)said something that strongly implied he did not believe that Santa was real. Sam stopped his homework and looked up with wide eyes. I held my breath, knowing my little one still believes.
Sam looked at his brother, then looked at me and said, "Mom, please gasp with me..."
So we put our heads together, clutched our chests and gasped together, at the thought that Santa did not, in fact, exist.
Don't worry, big, round, generous guy. We still believe.