My sister & I played Hide & Seek in the house. Before she became EVIL. (Ask Riss!)
I remember when I was little I used to be obsessed with... I wanna say Mighty Max? He was like Polly Pocket for boys. I remember having a little science lab one and I remember finding a huge mountain thing in my mom's closet.... that I was getting for Christmas.
I just thought Santa dropped it off early.
I didn't find out about Santa until... 3rd grade, maybe. I learned the hard way. I was telling people in the lunch line about the stuff I got and the 5th graders were like "You LOSERS. Santa isn't REEEEEAL."
I should have picked up on it when I was throwing something in the trash can in the kitchen and I saw all of the cookies we had left out for Santa in there. -_- I figured he just knew where the trash can was.
My parents LOVED messing with us re: Santa. My dad would put fake deer hoove prints in the snow in the backyard and we fell for it every. time.
G-d we were lame.