Confessions of a Midnight Santa
Please note the names have been changed to protect the persons involved.Yesterday amidst the booking calls of Santa for his Christmas Eve visits, I took a call from a great mother who wanted Santa to come for a late night visit into West LA. This wasn't your normal mother and it wasn't your normal Santa call.
Mom explained that her son was one of those kids who questioned EVERYTHING. He still kinda-sorta believed in Santa, but he was at the age where he needed "proof" Santa existed.
To this end he had planned an elaborate "trap to catch Santa" by putting up the family video camera and had laid the official Santa bait by setting out cookies and milk on the coffee table. Mother was beside herself.
Mom needed Santa to come in, play to the camera and delivery Son's goodies. From my standpoint, this sounded like fun!
After several telephone calls during the day and between other "visits" Santa and his Elves arrived about 11:30 PM. We met Mother outside and went through the scene and what she needed Santa to accomplish. To top it off, Son had insisted on sleeping on the sofa making keeping himself even closer to the "trap." While this would normally cause tons of logistical problems, this kid slept like a rock! So Santa, loaded with his sack of goodies set out on his mission.
Santa entered the living room to see the youngster passed out. This is good. He carefully but quickly read the note, nibbled on the cookies and milk, left the presents in his stocking--- and all the while panning to the camera, gave a wink and exited.
When reviewing the tape we checked out Santa's performance, to find the tape ran out just as Santa winked to the camera, and was leaving. Magic huh? Mother was thrilled!
Knowing now that Mother finally got his goat... and gave him proof... just made our Christmas even brighter. Even the Elves giggled about it all the way home! It just goes to show how much a Mother will do to prove-- Yes, there really is a Santa Claus!
Merry Christmas - Happy Hanukkah to everyone!
