It's my new word. My son has such believability it amazes me. He believes in everything. Santa the Easter bunny, most of all God. I haven't been to church when I was little well high school around maybe and I have gone maybe twice with my son. He believes in God so much though it amazes me. He asks me a million questions and he loves God. Truly. My husbands grandmother passes away March of this year and I think that's where this all began. He believes she is in heaven just having a great time. He prays when he is being bad and asks God to forgive him and he always misses his grandmother. I'm glad he has such believability in things. I wish as an adult i could have that for myself. My parents told me when I was in kindergarten that santa wasn't real and as a kid that wasn't fun. I got in trouble in my kindergarten class and had to sit outside my classroom door when I told the class santa wasn't real. a child in my opinion should not have to go through that. It's great for a child to believe and have imagination being so young. They have the rest of their lives to be grown ups. My aunt is Christian as well and they have told their children that santa is not real. Their children have tried to convince my son that he is not real but he will fight them tooth and nail that he is. And so will I. I know a lot of people do not agree on this issue and do not expect everyone too. this is my way and my way only and do not judge others for theirs. I consider myself a Christian even though I do not go to church every Sunday, read the bible everyday, and I do forget to pray. Things I need to work on, but nonetheless I believe in God. I am amazed at how much my son does and is happy for his grandmother for being with God. It was her birthday yesterday and my husband, his mom and his sister all got tattoos in rememberance of her. They are Catholic and Irish.