We have had an elf for the last few years - a sweet little knitted one, nothing scary - and he has turned up on 1 December each year and done some silly/sweet/naughty things. DS believed in him.
Today ds asked at lunch if the elf was real or if we moved him. I said it was us. He was really upset, and said he wishes he hadn't asked. But I couldn't lie to him when he asked me a direct question!!
So, AIBU to feel sad that he is sad, and also to feel sad that he'll never again be excited to find the elf in his bed on 1 December, having flown in from the north pole???
(I do realise this is a first world question, honest. And ds is 9, not 2. But he's been very anxious about school recently, and - I think - he's thinking it's nicer and safer to be younger, not to grow up. Or maybe I'm overthinking it...)