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When we were about 7 my friend and I decided that the idea of Father Christmas being real was ridiculous. Faced with the problem of how the presents got in front of the fire place every Christmas morning we concluded that there must be a team of men in helicoptors who came down chimneys on ropes and were hauled up by the rest of their team. I imagined these men to look like Batman. I believed this until I was about 10.
Growing up in Florida, we didn't have much need for a fireplace. Fortunately, according to Mom, we had a great big hole in the wall, where the air conditioning filter was, so Santa could still get in the house from the roof.
When traveling in the car at night I used to believe that the red dot in the sky was Rudolph (the red-nosed reindeer). It was just the reflection of my mom's cigarette on the glass.
every night on chritmas eve for some reson i always have to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, don't ask me why. but when i went my presents from "Santa" were always under the tree. i thought that Santa knew exsactly when i was going to use the bathroom so had to do my house faster than anyone else's house. good thing my parents put presents underthe tree before i used the bathroom,or i would have know when i was 4.
I used to put a camera along my fireplace on Christmas Eve in hopes to tape Santa.
I was 17 years old when I realized that the guy that mommy was kissing in that famous song was actually daddy dressed up as Santa Claus. I just thought mommy was a tramp.
i work with kids......and this one kid tole me that claustrophobia was the fear of Santa clause
when i was little my mom would tell me all kinds of stories and she made them sound so convincing i beleived them all! One Christmas eve, we were staying in Miami and my mom was reading me Christmas books, when this red light took off in the sky. Of course, i beleived her when my mom told me it was Rudolph the rednosed reindeer leading Santa's sleigh... turns out we were very close to the airport - it was a plane taking off!!!
I never believed in Father Christmas, just the Christmas Monkey that magically grew satsumas and small ineffective toys in it's many pockets over Christmas Eve. There is was without fail, hanging from the back of the bedroom door every Christmas morning, eyes following you around the room with it's smirky mouth mocking. Fair play to Mum though, she could sew.
I believed Santa Claus had handwriting that looked really like my dads... year after year i'd point out how similar they were to him.
When I was little, Rudolph used to fly around my house on Christmas Eve. Someone would be like "Sandy! Go look!" and I would run to the window and see the red light flashing.
Finally one year, I noticed my Dad was never around to see Rudolph.
When I was a kid, sometimes my Christmas presents from "Santa" would still have stickers on them from Toys-r-us on them. For this reason, until I was about 8 I believed that Santa was the CEO of toys-r-us - either that or he stole the toys from them!
When i lived in texas i believed the UPS guys were Santa Clause
When my grandmother told me that Christmas was "just around the corner," I ran out of the house and down to the corner expecting to see Santa and his reindeer. I didn't understand why everyone laughed at me when I told them my disappointment (wondering why grandma lied to me).
My little sister Elsa once thought that Santa Claus didn't wear pants. I'm as confused as you are. She thought the impact of the sleigh travelling so fast blew off his pants every time he took off, so he just got tired of wearing them.
My parents were never too careful about christmas gifts, or making us keep our faith in the Magic Kings (spanish equivalent to Santa). We saw where they were keeping the gifts a couple times, and heard them placing the gifts in the night some of the times.
I remember I actually believed they were trying to fool me and make me believe the Kings did NOT exist.
When I was younger and it got to Christmas time my parents used to tell me that sants was watching me to know if I had been a good girl or a bad girl.
I used to think Santa and his elve's lived in our plug sockets on the walls and were spying on me through the holes in the sockets!
Otherwise how else could he be watching me?!
I used to think that Santa liked my brother and I more than all the other kids in the world because we gave him beer instead of milk on christmas eve
i used to belive when i was four on christmas eve father christmas would eat the mince pies then he would eat me because his belly is really big .i got told that because i wouldnt go asleep on christmas eve i was to exited.
A method of discipline around Christimas time from my mother convinced me that Santa's elves were always watching me from behind clouds in case i did anything naughty.