I'm way too damn old to even remember the exact time I stopped believing in Santa. What I do remember is that my mother refused to stop acting like Santa was real until I was at least 16 or 17 maybe. Which meant my sister was getting caught in the crossfire until she was 20 or 21. I know she wasn't seriously trying to convince me Santa was real or anything like that, but she was still pretty insufferable about the whole thing. Parent jokes, y'all.