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TIFU by wrapping Santa's presents in the same paper as the normal presents.

So my wife (43f) and I (43m) have 3 kids, ages 11, 9, & 7. Not sure if the older two still believe in Santa, but the youngest does. But this year, we wrapped the kids' presents all in the same wrapping paper and put them out after the kids went to bed last night. After waking me up and drag me downstairs at 6am so they can look at their stash, I'm sitting there drinking my coffee and the youngest says to me, "Dad, did you get Santa's presents?"

Me, still not fully awake: "What do you mean?"

7y/o: "Our presents are wrapped in the same paper as Santa's presents. Did you get them?"

Me, on alert but still not functioning properly: "Well, what do you think happened?"

7y/o: "I think you got them. Is Santa real?"

Now at this point I know I'm screwed. While I don't mind fudging answers on occasion, or not answering completely, or leaving things out, I do believe that direct questions require direct answers.

Me: "We got the presents, Santa isn't real."

7y/o, with tears gathering in her big blue eyes, "I can't believe you let me think Santa was real."

Me, feeling the sting of her disappointment: "Do you want a hug?"

7y/o: "No, I need to be alone for a moment." And she walks off, head hung down, and goes into another room and shuts the door. I can hear her weeping quietly as my heart hurts.

Luckily, I think all the presents distracted her. So all's well that ends well?

TL:DR Wrapped Santa's presents in the same paper as our presents, now our 7 year old no longer believes in Santa. We killed the magic on Christmas day.

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