Later the whole pictures with Santa seemed crazy since the kids didn't believe, and that was ok by me. After years of living with no Santa, I realized its actually a good thing. Here's my reasons for being Anti Santa.
1. We could be somewhere other than our house and not have to worry about how Santa was dropping the presents off. We could either open them before we traveled or when we got back and the girls didn't worry about if they were being delivered.
2. Call me selfish but I didn't want some fat white haired guy getting the glory for buying that perfect present.
3. I didn't have to worry about NOT finding that perfect present, I could just explain that the store was sold out and we can get it after Christmas. (Yes, I had to do that once.)
4. We used not believing in Santa as a teaching tool. We should be Santa for those less fortunate. We've rang bells for the Salvation Army (dressed as Reindeer) and we've adopted Angels off the Angel tree. This year we did the Samaritans Purse Operation Christmas Child.
5. Not getting a pile of presents didn't mean they were bad
6. I didn't have to rely on a fat white haired man (or an Elf) to help me keep my kids behavior in line. I still think the "he sees you when your sleeping, He knows when your awake" is creepy.
7. I didn't have to worry that someone was going to let it slip that Santa wasn't real.