I think I was about 8 as well. I remember waking up at around midnight Xmas eve to see if Santa left us any presents. We usually had so many presents under the tree as the month progressed, but that year, no presents were left under the tree. I snuck into the living room only to see my parents sitting down in front of our tree, wrapping our presents. I was fortunate that my parents didn't notice me there, and I let them think I believed in Santa for a few years to come.