Lucidwillow asked about our youths a few questions ago, but did you ever go the extra mile for your kids to make them believe in Santa Claus?
Once, when youngest was 6, the oldest 10, they decided they weren't sure about Santa. So, just to keep the mystery going a little longer, we wrote a thank you note from Santa, for the cookies, on some reindeer note paper they didn't know I had, in disguised handwriting. The looks on their faces was precious. They were really skeptical, but totally confused, and one minute they were sure Santa was real and the next, they were examining that note with a fine toothed comb. I am sure if they could have taken fingerprints, they would have.
In a couple of years all was clear, but they still talk about that.
2007-12-22T19:02:53Z
No clue where the reindeer paper came from. You have to realize, this was 35 yrs ago!
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OMG I did that very same thing with my two. It was a thank you note for the milk and cookies and about their being good all year. I know they don't remember that now, as they never have once brought it up. In fact, I'd forgotten that myself until you reminded me. I remembered using some colored ink pens to draw holly and berrys' and making the page look like it was from Santa with scrolled lettering too. I think it was either that next year or the one after, that the oldest stopped believing and spread the news to our young- est. I told them tho, if they no longer believed in Santa or that he'd come during the night, he wouldn't leave them something for Christmas morning. But I never held them to it. I still continued leaving a morning present for a couple more years, just to let them have one more present to look forward to the next morning. And I too like to have a present on Christmas morning. And so that's when my husband and I do our exchanging. This year, we will hurry to our daughters for our gift exchange and will hurry through the ritual, and then if we don't stay for a dinner, we'll hurry home so that they can go to the inlaws for a day of mild celebration and harmony. God willing, of course.
Oh you would not believe how far my father went to make me believe..I must have been about 9 and knew better or so I thought but the next day Dad took me outside and showed me prints in the snow, ok so what, but then he said look at the roof, and we were one of the few back then who had a tri-level home and there were animal prints and ski sleigh marks! My mouth dropped open and I believed!! NOW I don't know how he did that to this day...that is a high roof with a long slope!! He got such a kick out of me believing. I think it was the next year and peeked around the corner on the second level and saw him in a Santa suit and he saw me and he got real upset. I thought I was going to get a spanking so I went back to bed and acted like I didn't know a thing but he was just real disappointed that I saw mom fixing his beard!! LOL!
A long time ago, I worked in a restaurant that was frequented by the deputies. I mentioned to one that I was taking my children to see santa that night. He asked me their names. When we went there he called them by name. They were speechless. Another year my husband and I were at my parents house. About midnight someone knocked on the door. It was santa. We got all the little ones up. My brother-in-law had rented a suit and was playing Santa. The kids talked about that for a very long time. Magic makes it worthwhile.
Not only with Santa, but also with the Easter Bunny. I was spending the night with my cousin and we heard a thumping sound in the middle of the night. We quietly crept into the living room and there was my aunt, in her nightie and wearing my uncle's large slippers, "hopping" across the living room, leaving "bunny prints" in the shag carpeting leading straight to the Easter baskets. Now, that's going the extra mile!
That is so cute. I wish I would've thought about doing it that way when my kids were young. Now a day's, kids don't believe in Santa Claus because of older kids telling them, there is no Santa Claus. My kids are grown up now and are telling there kids about Santa. I will tell them this story of yours.