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Santa,
Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 4:07 pm
by vampress.rozz
I have a great memory of the year I let my dad know that I knew Santa wasnt real. I came downstairs in the middle of the night to see my dad blatantly eating santas mince pies. We had put them in the oven and then left them on a plate in the front room along with a carrot for the reindeer. I cried "you cant eat that that's Santas!". It was the last one that had been browned off in the oven. My dads a great guy and at 2 oclock in the morning put more mince pies for santa in the oven. 10 minutes later they were done and back on the plate. As he ushered me back to bed I smiled sweetly and said "dad I havent believed in santa for ages" and left the room. But it has always meant so much to me that my dad went to all that bother. Santa like christmas itself is about family to me.
Santa,
Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 6:05 am
by Paula
He needs to go, away. Bye Bye Santa.
Santa,
Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:57 am
by A Karenina
vampress.rozz wrote: I have a great memory of the year I let my dad know that I knew Santa wasnt real. I came downstairs in the middle of the night to see my dad blatantly eating santas mince pies. We had put them in the oven and then left them on a plate in the front room along with a carrot for the reindeer. I cried "you cant eat that that's Santas!". It was the last one that had been browned off in the oven. My dads a great guy and at 2 oclock in the morning put more mince pies for santa in the oven. 10 minutes later they were done and back on the plate. As he ushered me back to bed I smiled sweetly and said "dad I havent believed in santa for ages" and left the room. But it has always meant so much to me that my dad went to all that bother. Santa like christmas itself is about family to me.
Vampress.rozz, that's a sweet and wonderful story. Thank you
Santa,
Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 9:53 pm
by Suresh Gupta
vampress.rozz wrote: I have a great memory of the year I let my dad know that I knew Santa wasnt real. I came downstairs in the middle of the night to see my dad blatantly eating santas mince pies. We had put them in the oven and then left them on a plate in the front room along with a carrot for the reindeer. I cried "you cant eat that that's Santas!". It was the last one that had been browned off in the oven. My dads a great guy and at 2 oclock in the morning put more mince pies for santa in the oven. 10 minutes later they were done and back on the plate. As he ushered me back to bed I smiled sweetly and said "dad I havent believed in santa for ages" and left the room. But it has always meant so much to me that my dad went to all that bother. Santa like christmas itself is about family to me.
Do you still not believe in Santa?
Santa,
Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 9:54 pm
by Suresh Gupta
Paula wrote: He needs to go, away. Bye Bye Santa.
Please don't say that. How can one ask a concept, a thought, a dream to go away?
Santa,
Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2005 5:47 pm
by vampress.rozz
Santa came to our house this year. Both of my boys bought each other presents out of their own pocket money without anyone asking them to. SANTA LIVES ANOTHER YEAR
Santa,
Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2005 10:21 pm
by Suresh Gupta
vampress.rozz wrote: Santa came to our house this year. Both of my boys bought each other presents out of their own pocket money without anyone asking them to. SANTA LIVES ANOTHER YEAR
Yes, Santa lives in the heart of people. May God bless you and your boys.