Did you ever believe in Santa Claus when you were younger?  Do you remember the sleepless nights as you anticipate for the Christmas season to begin so you could start writing your wishlist to Santa and hang your stockings by the door?  Do you recall the times when you rush to your stockings to see what treats Santa left for you in the morning as soon as you wake up?  I did and the feeling was awesome.

I remember how exciting Christmas season was for me when I was younger.  The cool breeze, the Christmas carols I hear everyday, the parol, lights and other decors which people start to hang by their homes, and the small and simple Christmas Tree we had at home all made my Christmases merry and exciting.

I believed in Santa Claus and he made my Christmases magical when I was younger.  But not until when at the age of six or seven I discovered that he wasn't real.  How?  I saw Mom and Dad wrap a special gift and hid it on the top of their closet.  I was a very curious child, so I reached for it and saw my name written on it.  The gift was for me, from Santa it read.  But how?  I saw my parents wrapped it.  When I asked them about it, they told me the truth.  My Christmases after that year weren't the same.

Now I'm a mom myself.  I made sure I didn't make the same mistake of spoiling the Christmas spirit and magic of Santa Claus for my children.  I even wrote about How To Make Children Believe In Santa Claus in one of my blog entries, which lists all the things I do for my children.  I am still doing them up until this day for my two children.  Here were some of Santa's gifts to them: