I'm not a parent so please do enlighten me as to why kids should believe in a made-up entity, up until some arbitrary age at which point they should be told the truth. Is this some perverse initiation to getting your heart broken or something?
I was raised with the whole santa bells & whistles without ever being told "by the way, he's real". As far as childhoods go it was pretty uneventful and christmas was always fun. Did I miss some crucial childhood enlightenment?