When I was younger, we always had one specific room that the christmas tree was always in. My mom never really liked the location, so one year, she moved the tree into another room in a whole different side of the house. I was convinced that santa would not know where the tree was and would get lost in our house. I was worried he would be mad and would not give me any gifts because he couldn't find the tree and put be on the "bad" list. I came up with the brilliant idea to make signs leading from the fire place to the tree. They said stuff like "Tree this way" or "Santa, put the gifts over here." When my big brother saw them he started laughing his head off and i had no idea why, and it was only a few years that I realized why.

You HAVE to love little kids. :-)

SANTA LOVA!

Of course most parents tell their kids about Santa. And of course the older you get the less you believe in such. I'm 17 now, but when I was 8 I copied the traps that you see on Looney Tunes and other cartoons (You know the one with rope and the hole, and when you stepped in it you were trapped). I slept right next to tree with the rope in my hands. After 3 hours worth of waiting I saw a shadow in the hole and pulled. I ended up tripping my dad, and finding the truth about Santa.

-Dangek

We used to see Father Christmas at Bentalls Department Store in Kingston, I was reassured as they had lots of big vans so that he could deliver to absolutely everyone on Christmas eve!
It was years before I found that they also ran a removal and storage business.

GAJ

I remember when I was about 7 planning to ask my parents on my 18th birthday (when I was to become an adult, and therefore should know everything) whether Father Christmas actually exists. I thought that because if I got my kids presents and Father Christmas gave them some aswell, they could grow up spoilt, but if I didn't get them any presents and he didn't exist, then they would be upset. I just thought I'd ask to make sure though, because OBVIOUSLY he exists or how did the sherry disappear and where did the teeth marks come from on the carrot for Rudolph?

Chris, UK

I used to think that Father Christmas was really nice, but then my sister told me that Father Christmas was an angel of death. She told me that if you saw Father Christmas putting present down you would die. When ever on the telivison they would show a picture of Father Christmas putting presents down i would cover my eyes an ask why they showed that kind of stuff on telivision. My mum thought I had seen something bad turned the telivision off. When my sis told her about the angel of death she practily had hystarics!

Tee hee ha ha

You know how "Santa"is an anagram of "Satan"? Instead af Santa, I would call him Father Christmas because I didn't want to get a gift from the devil! I was so bloody stupid...

Crazy A

We used to decorate our Cristmas tree with yummy candy canes. I always wanted to eat them, but my mom wouldn't let me because she said Santa wouldn't come if the candy canes were gone. We would visit my grandparents on Christmas Eve and every year on the way home I would pray that Santa had dropped off our gifts early so that I could eat a candy cane. One year I secretly took one before Christmas, and that was the year that Santa must have fallen asleep and slept in, because when I woke before the sun on Christmas morning, the gifts weren't there yet. My mom convinced me that Santa was just running late because of the snow, and if I didn't go back to bed and close the door and my eyes, he would skip over us because he was very shy. I came out of my room after a nap, and all the gifts were under the tree. I didn't steal a candy cane again. And I never told anyone that it was really my fault that Santa was late.

r-dogg

I have two older sisters, and when we were little, my middle sister and I wrote letters to Santa Claus. Showed us where we could send them and get letters back(Of course, places in HER room). My oldest sister pretended to write letters to Santa like us, but really she was writing replies to the letters we had already written. She would put all of our letters in the sending spot and make sure we watched. Then while we waited outside for replies, she made excuses to go in and switched her letters to the recieving spot and hide ours somewhere where we wouldn't find them. She would come back out, and a few minutes later she would say, "Let's go see if he wrote back!" We would check, and of course our letters were gone and "Santa's" letters were there. I don't know when my sister caught on, but I didn't realize what she had done until years later!

R.M.S

My brother used to tell me when i was younger that he met Santa and went for a ride in his sleigh to help deliver presents once. I used to hope that Santa would take me too.

Brooke

When I was 3 a man dressed as Father Christmas visited us at nursery school. I remember he had a cotton wool beard which completely obscured his mouth and I was baffled as to how he could eat without a mouth. So I asked him what he ate and he seemed slightly puzzled by the question and said "Potatoes and stuff like normal people!"

Frankie

when i was little i used to believe that on christmas eve if u wernt a sleep by 9:00 and santa caught u he wouldnt leave u any presents so the night before i got my moms sleeping pills and swollowed them on christmas eve. a week later my mom asked me if i knew where they were so when i got to my room i through them out the window!

pandamanda

I always knew that the whole Santa thing was a bit far fetched, yet had no problem at all believing that the local Lions Club bought presents for all the kids in town and let themselves into our house without my Dad minding too much to put presents I'd never told anyone I wanted except my Mum.

I'm still not sure what the lions club do exactly, except collect money on the street, put on a fireworks display each year, and of course buy all the kids presents!!

Pip

When I was very young my older sisters used to make me go down stairs on Christmas morning to check to see if the presents were there yet. For 2 or 3 years in a row when I went down stairs for the first time, there were no presents there just a brown paper bag, I would go back upstairs to my sisters and we would wait awhile, then they would send me down again, this time the presents would magically be there, for years I was convinced that all our presents came out of that paper bag.

Anon

I was convinced Santa was real - so I crept out of bed late Christmas Eve, and took up station under the lounge room sofa, hoping to catch him at his game. I was so annoyed when Dad dragged me out, telling me to go to bed - how on earth did he KNOW I was under there?

Another christmas, we went away on holidays, and when we came back, Dad told us to wait outside while he checked for burglars. We were amazed when we went inside and all our christmas presents were there - how did Santa get in the house while we weren't there!!

Jake, Brisbane Australia

When I was four or five years old, my parents and I were living in an apartment at the time. It was Christmas, and I asked how Santa Claus got in, because we had no chimney. My mother told me Santa had to come in through the front door. I pointed and asked why I hadn't heard the bells on the wreath (hanging on the front door), and my parents both failed miserably in not laughing.

Eternal Skeptic

My friend told me that she saw Santa in the toilet when I was 7. Now, my frind's chimney was right above their toilet, so I belived her until I was 9.

Kyle

Last year I baked a set of cookies for Santa to eat, and I warned my whole family not to touch the cookies. The next day, the cookies had bites taken out of 'em, but Santa didn't leave any presents! From that day, I believed Santa was a slob and a dirty thief. I stopped believing in him last year.

Tasha

When I was a lickly girl I thought I had figured out the santa mystery. Following a debate at school as to whether he existed or not (the argument given against is that he could not possibly get to every house in one night). I went home and concluded that it was possible as the world had different time zones, so actually santa had quite a long time... Suprisingly none of my 7yr old friends understood me..

mobygirl

My uncle once said that elves were really badchildren made to work in santa's work shop

Some guy

I believed in Santa until I was about 10, but I would have stopped sooner if it wasn't for this. One day when I was 8 years old, my mom was watching the news. They were showing some sort of clip of Santa and his reindeer flying through the air. I thought that this was footage that someone had captured of Santa! My mom told me that it was and someone from Europe had videotaped it. I really believed this! Later did I find out it was just something from a movie.

Lauren