We always had people presents too. I guess I've always assumed that was universal. Do some people only get presents from Santa?
I've heard every permutation you can think of, but definitely a lot of "all presents come on Christmas Eve from Santa".
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We always had people presents too. I guess I've always assumed that was universal. Do some people only get presents from Santa?
I've heard every permutation you can think of, but definitely a lot of "all presents come on Christmas Eve from Santa".
We had one present under the tree from Santa. I don't really remember a time where I didn't know that it was left by Mom, I mean, either that or his handwriting was just way too much like hers.
I have no magic in my heart, this is a known fact. Maybe this is why I keep ending up working on children's shows.
We had both - like someone said up-thread, wrapped ones were from people, unwrapped from Santa.
I don't remember if I still believed at this time or not, but I do remember as a young'un feeling triumphant and oh-so-clever when I recognized my dad's handwriting on the "To [Dad], Love Santa" tag on some big-ticket item.
I have no magic in my heart, this is a known fact. Maybe this is why I keep ending up working on children's shows.
The universe is cramming magic and childlike wonder down your throat?
"Eat the magic, fucker! Open your eyes wide to the miracle, you son of a bitch!"
No, I just think it is fitting in some twisted way that someone with no magic in his heart is the one creating the magical things for kids.
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We had both - like someone said up-thread, wrapped ones were from people, unwrapped from Santa.
This is the way it is in my family. Stockings are Santa's job too. Poor Santa gets a bad rep since he is as lame with the present giving as mom sometimes. Santa presents also tend to be the hard to wrap items.
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My mother puts presents under the tree from herself, Santa, the pets, and whomever else she can think of. It's kinda hilarious. Also, Santa is always careful to leave a present for the pets.
It's weird - this will be the first Christmas we've spent together in... 11 years? Something like that.
I don't remember when I stopped believing in Santa, but I don't think it was all that traumatic.
Santa presents also tend to be the hard to wrap items.
Yeppers.