My parents always believed me after the Christmas incident. I woke up Christmas morning when I was 7. I had gotten a Barbie dream house. But I didn't get up to see what Santa brought me. I just sat in the bed and wailed like a banshee that my ear hurt. My dad went to drag me bodily out of bed and then noticed the fluid draining out of my right ear canal. Sure enough, when we got to the ER, I had a raging ear infection that had caused my eardrum to rupture, spread throughout my entire right sinus cavities and was probably a few days away from going septic.
I didn't even find out I GOT a Barbie dream house until that evening, and even then I was too drugged up to care for a few days.