What is your favourite Santa moment? That time when the magic of Santa fully hit you and left you feeling on top of the world.
Maybe it was a special gift he left you, or the signs he left behind as he rushed to the next house of sleeping children.
Maybe it was one of Santa’s helpers you saw at a party or shop that did something special. Or maybe it was a family tradition in preparation for Santa’s arrival.
Now is your chance to share that precious memory and bring a smile to our faces, too 🙂
As I have mentioned before my mom would take us downtown to see the stor display at Belks. Of course this was followed by a trip to sit on Santa’s lap. We were standing in line, a long line and my sister just couldn’t make it to the bathroom. I’m sure you know what happened. My mom had me stand there while she went to clean up my sister. When they returned a lady behind us started complaining that they had got out of line, and had to go to the end. My sister started crying. Santa saw and heard what was going on and got up and walked to me and my sister, picked my sister up, grabbed my hand and took us both up to where he was sitting. Santa was always my hero after that.
Santa has long been my hero, but your story just reinforces his position, pocs.
Making a fuss like that isn’t teaching tolerance, understanding or the Christmas spirit – all that lady could see was time. She missed an opportunity to share Christmas fun with other families and teach her kids patience.
My favourite Santa memory is actually very recent. I was having a stressful Christmas season, and I came home one day to a letter from Santa, addressed from the North Pole. It reminded me to relax and take time to remember the magic of Christmas.
Thanks for sharing a more adult memory with us Jessica. Very glad to hear a Santa letter helped you relax and enjoy Christmas more.
I hope we can help you remember the magic of Christmas this year so you don’t have a such a stressful season.
My favourite memory was visiting Santa in his grotto every year during my primary school’s Christmas fair. He’d somehow always have the present that was the “cool” thing to have at the time, and had one for everyone! Sometimes it would take a while to wait in line, but that just made me more excited. Once I’d got there, I’d tell him about the spaceships and all that sort of stuff I wanted, and somehow he had a spaceship toy ready and waiting, it’s almost like he knew already!
How awesome to have had Santa’s grotto at school, IronSight90!
It is amazing how good Santa is at picking cool toys and just-the-right gift 🙂
It was that night before Christmas when my parents told us to hang socks for Santa. I was not so sure why or how in the world will Santa get in our house with the dogs around. But we still did and I slid a letter inside the sock for Santa. A letter full of questions that I know only him can answer. The next day when we woke up me and my sister rushed to our Christmas socks and was surprised to see sweets and awesome toys in it. What is more surprising is my letter, it was answered.
What a lovely story, arajoo 🙂 Santa does love doing things like answering letters, and he has a way with animals ot cope with whatever is in a child’s house.
My magical Santa moment happened when I was about eight years old or so. Every year my grandma had a Christmas Eve party. On this particular year I wasn’t feeling well. Even though my grandma loved visiting with the relatives, she sat on the couch the entire evening just holding me. One of Santa’s helpers arrived to pass out presents to the kids, and I was so happy in my grandma’s arms just sitting there watching. I remember having the thought, “I love Christmas.”
I still have a picture from that Christmas so many years ago. My nose was red, hair a mess, and I was cuddling with my grandma on the couch. Each time I look at it I can hear the carols playing, the cheerful laughter, and that safe, happy feeling all over again.
That is a precious memory, mamaK. Your Grandma showed what was important about Christmas – caring for and being with people we love. And you wathcing Sanat’s helper just shows how wathcing other receive can be as good as getting gifts yoruself.
Not often a photo of looking sick and less-than-perfect is a favourite but I can understand how that Christmas one is a favourite for you 🙂
Not Santa magic, but magic in it’s own right. I’m proud to announce after 37 hours of labor and a emergency c-section I am the pround grandma to a healthy 6pound 8oz, 19 inches baby boy. I can’t tell you the joy I am experiencing. Looking forward to helping him discover the magic of Santa and Christmas!
Congratulations pocs! I’m so glad to hear he arrived safely and that you are finding so much joy in him. I have no doubt he will be surrounded in magic and love for Christmas and will be excited by Santa and the festivities every year of his life.
I hope your daughter is ok – 37 hours and a c-section is not an easy path.
I remember writing letters to Santa when I and my brothers are still very young. We also used to hang stockings before, believing that Santa would place his presents to us in those stockings. Fortunately, we end up seeing the presents we asked from Santa in those stockings during Christmas Eve.
Writing letters to Santa and hanging stockings really become part of what Christmas means to us I think, Vida. Anticipation, communicating with a hero and the awe of finding gifts left overnight are the elements of Santa’s magic 🙂
Thank you Santas Elf. Yes mom and baby are both doing well. Mom still a little sore, which is to be expected, but all in all doing good.
I’m sure after this Christmas I will have a few new magical Santa moments. I already have so many of my own, it will be nice to have some new ones with the grand babies.
Yes, it will add a new dimension to your Christmas, pocs – enjoy!
My special Santa moment came when I was 33 years old. My daughter, then aged five and a half, was beginning to have doubts about Santa. However, she still wanted to go to see him in the local store – more to get the present I think. Somehow, he sensed that her reticence was due to the age she was at. He spoke to her in a more grown up way than he had done to the much younger child who had gone before. He then secured her belief by simply saying, “You’ve had your fringe cut since I last saw you. It looks good.” After that she was able to put the doubting Thomas’s, who had been spreading rumours about Santa, in their place. It was an inspired question …..
It’s great when Santa has the opportunity to make a difference like that, Fren. And it says a lot about you that your most precious Santa memory is about your child’s hapiness than anything else.
I have many, many magical memories of Santa, but one sticks out very prominently in my mind.
I was 8 or 9, and it was a couple of days after Christmas. I was in the kitchen with my mom, helping her cook, and she opened the cabinet to get something out and stopped short. In that cabinet, behind a pan or something, was a beautiful tin full of hot chocolate. The writing on the tin was German, and it had a handmade gift tag tied to it that said “Merry Christmas”. My mom was so genuinely surprised and confused as to where this surprise gift had come from! But not me; I knew: I was Santa, and he left it there to keep the Christmas magic going a few days longer than usual.
Laura, that is a lovely story!
That’s the sort of thing I love doing (but don’t do as often as I’d like, lol) and very much in Santa’s bag of tricks!
I remember as when I was a little girl I snuck out of bed and sat outside the sitting room to wait for Santa. I then remember hearing bells and feeling really sleeping. Come morning I was in my bed with now memory of how I got there! When I got up in the morning there were snow footprint all over the house, that Christmas felt truly magical to me!
Wow, a lovely story of Santa’s arrival and helping you into bed, Natasha – of course, I am assuming it was Santa who took you to bed 🙂 Sanat once put me back to bed, too, and it is a memeory I treasure.
My magical Santa moment took place when I was 10 years old. We were living in Sanco, Texas at the time. I am a triplet with two older sisters, and all 5 of us stayed up to see Santa. My parents kept telling us Santa won’t come if your awake but we were determined to see him.
My two older sisters feel a sleep leaving just me and my triplet sisters. We talked, sang and wrote Santa a letter and left him a poor excuse for a cookie. My Dad and Uncle, two great men, stayed up with us. We finally fell asleep.
The next morning we found our cookies were ate and a note from Santa. Santa told us how special we were and how much he loved us and our cookies. We were thrilled! I never felt so special.
My son also loves notes from Santa. Santa leaves a note telling him how loved and special Santa thinks he is.
Sounds like you and your sisters made a good effort to meet Santa, Lisa, but he always wins at that game 🙂 And your Dad and Uncle were very special to sit up with you and let you wait for Santa.
Having a letter from Santa is so special, not just because it is personal and from someone you admire but the thought that a man who is SO busy that night and already so generous can take the time to do something for you (whether it is writing a note or moving you to bed or whatever else) is something to be treasured.
I’m glad you got that special letter and that your son gets letters too. I very much believe in the power of Santa letters – to bring a smile, to give love and warmth, to create precious memories and to share the Christmas magic.
One Christmas, when my siblings and I were quite young, our parents sprayed snow on the living room floor and my dad walked on the snow to leave footprints between the fireplace and the tree. They told us that the snow was magic and it drifted in down the fireplace, with Santa. We believed it was magic snow – especially, since there was NO snow outside, nor did it snow that night.
I love it when parents work with Santa like that, Caluzetta, to give kids a magical experience 🙂
Santa is so secretive (and bust on Christmas Eve!) that he doesn’t often leave signs behind him, but it’s a lot of fun when parents jump in.
I have a lot of favourite Santa’s memories but this one is really special. It happened when I was six. When Christmas came I got a terrible flu and I was confined in my bed for a week. I was heartbroken beacuse I felt so unwell then that I couldn’t write a letter to Santa. I was also sad because because of my illness I wouldn’t be able to meet with my cousins. But.. miracles happen. My cousins decided to visit us for Christmas and under the Christmas tree I found exactly what I desired. I was so happy then that I actually couldn’t utter a simple word. When I think about it now, I feel very nostalgic and happy that people close to me were so kind.
I’m sorry you were so sick but otherwise it is a lovely memory Trissandra.
Writing to Santa is a great activity but Santa would never forget a child just because she was too sick to write to him 🙂 I think he usually knows what to get kids long before he gets those letters, as shown by him giving you exactly what you wanted that Christmas morning!