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Letter from Santa Claus – 2007

santaThe Baby Bunny

Santa was so busy working out last-minute things with the elves and checking my list of boys and girls around the world (yes, Santa does have a list and does check it – more than twice), that I almost forgot to sit down and write you my annual letter.

As you can probably guess, things are really busy this time of the year up here at the North Pole. We too had a warm spell in October and one day I was in my Santa Shorts and the next day I had to put on long pants and a sweater. I really would rather be in my shorts.

One year when it got warm just before Christmas, I asked Mrs. Claus to make me a new Santa suit with short pants in case the weather stayed warm. She gave me that special look, like she often does, and told me that the world wasn’t ready to see my knobby knees. Then she smiled. Mrs. Claus is not only my wife, but my best friend and we often make friendly fun of each other. But then, I wouldn’t be surprised one warm Christmas Eve to find a pair of red shorts tucked into my Santa bag.

The reindeer are all well and getting ready for the trip on Christmas Eve. As usual they are playing tricks on each other, which sometimes draws my attention away from the toys and the elves. Then the elves take advantage of my being away to play tricks on me. I have to be real careful when I go back to where they are making the toys. But, it is all in good fun and every year everybody and everything is ready on Christmas Eve, so Santa can’t be too strict with them and has to let them enjoy their fun.

Mrs. Claus is packing my bag with extra Santa suits, warm gloves, dry socks and a couple of scarves to make sure that Santa stays warm and dry for the whole trip on Christmas Eve. She knows that the weather can be really bad some years and wants to make sure that I don’t catch a cold half way through the trip. She really takes good care of me and I especially love her for that.

Santa loves all children whether they be just born or over a hundred years old. Yes, everyone is a child to Santa and all are very precious to me. But sometimes something happens to remind Santa how very special the very young are.

Last Spring when Santa was sitting outside enjoying the warm rays of the sun and looking around at the wonderful world where we live, one of the elves brought me a tiny bunny that he had found in some leaves behind the reindeer barn. Its eyes were still closed and although the elf had looked around for quite some time to find its mother, apparently it had been abandoned for one reason or another.

Mrs. Claus, the elves and I all love animals and when there is an accident and a baby animal is left without a mother we do everything we can to help it.

As I held this tiny bunny in my hands and fed it milk from the bottle that the elf had also brought, I began to think about all of the new babies that I would be visiting this Christmas Eve.

Babies are a gift, a very special gift, and like the tiny bunny that I held gently in my hands, they need an enormous amount of our love and attention to survive. But, they give back much, much more than they require. If you have ever held a very young, innocent baby in your arms you will know what I mean.

Santa gets to hold a lot of babies and just holding them brings a gift of love from them to Santa. You see, all gifts don’t have to be material. In fact, the gift of love is far greater than any other present one can give. And just holding someone so young also brings inspiration and new life to we who have lived for many years. They are really magical.

Whoops, Santa has to go. One of the elves just ran in telling me that one of the toy-making machines has broken down and needs to be fixed. I suspect that they are just trying to get me in there to play a trick on me, so I better be careful.

Keep sending all those letters to Santa and, most of all, mind your manners, listen to your parents and teachers, be kind and, especially, take good care of each other.

Love, your good friend, Santa Claus

P.S. Remember, soft chocolate chip cookies and a glass of cold milk are Santa’s favorite treat.

Letter from Santa Claus – 2006

santaThe Day After Christmas

Well, another Christmas Eve is coming up shortly and Santa has to start getting ready. It is our busy time of the year and the elves are working hard putting together presents for all of the good children, and Santa knows you are all trying to be good.

Last year a little boy wrote Santa and asked me what I do when I get back to the North Pole on Christmas morning, after delivering all of the toys.

When Santa gets back home, he is tired, but not as tired as the reindeer who do all of the real work flying around the world. So, the first thing Santa does is to take care of the reindeer.

Reindeer are very smart and in the wild can find food all winter long even in the snow. They like to eat grasses, mosses, lichens, leaves and small tree branches. They get to them by scraping off the snow with their antlers and sharp hooves. In fact, the reindeer in North America, which are called caribou, get their name from the Native American word for shovel.

Of course, Santa’s flying reindeer are very special and Santa feeds them so they don’t have to dig for their food. But, they still like to poke at their food with their hooves. And, if they are outside and there is snow around to eat, they still prefer eating that over drinking the water Santa puts out for them.

After our trip around the world, Santa always has something special for the reindeer. They like oats, so I give them all an extra helping for all the work they have done. Santa also gives each one of them a hug and makes sure that they are cleaned up and warm before he goes into the house.

Mrs. Claus is always outside to greet me when I arrive at the house. She is funny and often says something like, “Where have you been all night?” or “ Out gallivanting around again?” Then she gives Santa a big hug and we go into the house to get warm. But, before she will let me into the living room, I have to change from my Santa suit into some warm pyjamas and a robe and slippers that she has set out for me.

She takes my suits an boots and brushes off the snow, soot and mud and puts them aside to clean later.

I have several suits to wear on Christmas Eve: the red Santa suit you all know, the green Father Christmas outfit that I wear in England, and my all white St. Nicholas outfit I wear in some northern countries.

Now, that one gets really dirty. Mrs. Claus once said I should have a black one as dirty as I get. She is silly.

Mrs. Claus always has a big fire going and some hot chocolate for me to drink. I love hot chocolate and she also has a few chocolate chip cookies to go with it. You know I love chocolate chip cookies, because so many of you leave them for Santa on Christmas Eve. I don’t eat all that you leave because I know Mrs. Claus will have some for me when I get home, but don’t stop leaving them. I sometimes sneak a few to the reindeer when I get back into my sleigh. They aren’t supposed to eat candy so I eat the chocolate chips out first. Yum!

The day after Christmas is when Mrs. Claus, the elves and Santa give each other presents and have a big dinner.

The elves always make something special for the reindeer like warm blankets or new hand decorated harnesses.

One year they made them all hats with their names on the side and and flashing red lights on top. They looked at them funny and I don’t think they ever wore them, although I was once told Vixen put hers on her nose and went around with the light flashing, telling all the rest of the reindeer she was Rudolph. Even Rudolph laughed.

One day after Christmas Mrs. Claus said to me, “This is the day all of the stores have their after Christmas sales, why can’t we go?” Then she laughed, so I said to her, “Well, this is also the day people take back the presents that they gave each other that didn’t fit, do you want to do that too?” She gave me one of those looks that made me think I shouldn’t have said that, then she smiled as she always does. I love Mrs. Claus.

Well, it is time for Santa to go check on the elves. They always seem to get into mischief when Santa is writing a letter to you and it has gotten way too quiet in Santa’s workshop. I know they are planning a trick on Santa, so I will sneak a peak through the window before I walk through the door.

Keep sending all those letters to Santa and, most of all, mind your manners, listen to your parents and teachers, be kind and, especially, take good care of each other.

Love, Your good friend, Santa Claus

Letter from Santa Claus – 2005

santaVintage Childhood Toys

Boy, another strange year. For a while the weather couldn’t decide if it was summer of winter. Just like last year, one day I was in my Santa Shorts and the next day I had to put on long pants and a sweater.

The reindeer are a bit anxious every year, and especially when the weather is so changeable. But, no matter what the weather, they always come through and take Santa everywhere to visit the children of the world.

Speaking of children, I find that most people are children all of their lives. Now, that doesn’t mean that they don’t grow up, it just means that deep inside of everyone, no matter what their age, is the delight and wonder of a small child that they never lose. Even Santa, with all of the years he has lived, has that feeling inside of him. Often I spend hours and hours playing with the toys that the elves are making. It makes them laugh, but it sure makes Santa feel wonderful.

Each year Santa gets letters from people who are grown up asking for toys – not always this year’s toys, but sometimes toys they played with when they were young. I think just playing with them brings back wonderful childhood memories that have been stored way in the back of the brain, pushed there by the hustle and bustle of daily life and the stress that comes from simply growing up.

Well, Santa tries every year to fill as many of these requests as he can, but it is getting harder and harder each year to find some of these toys stored away in the back room, or to get the elves to dig out the plans for them and make more. Besides that, a few of them turned out to be a bit dangerous for little people and Santa decided that they shouldn’t be given away any more.

If you want to help Santa, look around at flea markets and in antique stores to see if you can find something that might bring back good childhood memories to someone you love, or pass on those memories to someone young.

How about Lincoln Logs. Don’t you remember how much fun they were to play with, building little brown cabins with green roofs? Or maybe Tinker Toys. You could build the strangest things with those, and they never looked the same twice. Of course, then there was the giant of construction toys: the Erector Set. Those came in many sizes from ones that would build just a few wagons and such to ones with which you could build an electric motor powered parachute drop, like the one they had at the World’s Fair in New York.

Then there were the card games, like Risk, Authors, Old Maid, Rook, UNO, Flinch, Mille Bornes, Touring, Cowboys and Indians, Rack-O, Make-a-Million and Pit. You could spend hours and hours having fun playing these games with friends or family until the cards actually wore out. Some of them are still available, but many are just a fond memory, hiding away in someone’s attic.

Now we shouldn’t forget the board and box games. Santa and Mrs. Claus still spend hours on winter nights, drinking cocoa with marshmallows, while playing some of these. Santa’s favorites are Chutes and Ladders and Operation, but Mrs. Claus really likes Scrabble. I don’t know where she gets those words she spells. Just between you and me, sometimes I think she makes them up (but don’t tell her I said that).

Of course, in Santa’s big game box there are other old games such as Sorry!, Clue, Battleship, The Game of Life, Stratego, Hungry, Hungry Hippos and the classic Monopoly, which has been around for almost as long as Santa (HO, HO, HO).

So, if you want to surprise someone on Christmas with a real memory-maker, see if you can’t find one of these to give them. And then get ready for some great family time, with cocoa and marshmallows, for sure.

Well, every time Santa sits down to write one of these letters, the elves seem to get into some kind of mischief that makes me have to check on them. Usually it is a large bang or crash, but this year it is way too quiet in the toy factory. I know they are up to something, I can just feel it. But, I better be careful. Sometimes they turn out all of the lights and when Santa walks in they all jump out at me.

Keep sending all those letters to Santa and, most of all, mind your manners, listen to your parents and teachers, be kind and, especially, take good care of each other. And, remember, Santa’s favorite cookie is Chocolate Chip.

Love,your good friend, Santa Claus

Letter from Santa Claus – 2004

santaThe Baby and the Silver Bell

Boy, did winter come on fast. One day I was in my Santa Shorts and the next day I had to put on long pants and a sweater. But, that isn’t too bad. Mrs. Claus cooks up some great soups when it gets cold and Santa loves her soup. And, she also bakes fresh bread to go with the soup. Santa loves that too. I better quit talking about food, it is making me hungry and Santa has to watch his weight – HO, HO, HO.

Santa understands that you got a lot of rain, while up here at the North Pole we got a lot of snow. My elves tell me there is even a bit of early snow on the Sierra Nevada range in California.

Sometimes people worry that if there is too much snow, Santa won’t be able to make it to their house. No problem, as they say. Santa and the reindeer can travel in all kinds of weather and can find your house no matter what. The only problem Santa has is when he is asked to be somewhere before Christmas and doesn’t travel by sleigh. Now and then there is too much snow.

The one problem that Santa is having is that while the elves are trying to get everything ready for the big day, they are still waiting for letters from some of you telling Santa what you want and how good you have been. Of course, there are some people that don’t have to write letters to Santa telling what they want. They are the little babies.

Santa really loves the very little ones and, if you don’t know it, Santa understands what they are saying, no matter the language. Babies are so pure and ask Santa for something soft or fun, if anything at all. What is most important to them is that Santa brings something special for their mother or father, big brother or sister, or someone else who has been taking care of them. In spite of the fact that you might not be able to understand what they are saying, they do love and care a lot about all the people who take care of them, so remember that the next time they need to be held, hugged, watched or cared for.

One time, many, many years ago, Santa dropped down a chimney and while putting the presents under the tree, felt like someone was watching.

I turned around and found a baby looking at me from a crib right next to the still warm fireplace. Apparently I accidently woke the baby, who looked up and didn’t cry, but just smiled.

That baby knew who Santa was, all babies do. I gently tucked the baby back in, and checked the list. What did I find? Somehow, that one and only time, someone was missing from Santa’s list – that one little baby. I was very lucky that the baby had been put there by the fireplace.

Well, everyone who has been good gets a present from Santa, and all babies have been good. That is one thing Santa knows for sure. There weren’t any extra presents in the sleigh, but in my pocket was a shiny silver bell from Prancer’s harness. It had been loose and I was supposed to give to Mrs. Claus, so that she could sew it back on. But, in the rush of Christmas, I had forgotten to do that. (Mrs. Claus sometimes asks me how I can always remember which children have been good or bad, but forget simple chores, like having a bell sewed back on.)

I knew the bell was too big for the baby to swallow and didn’t have any sharp edges that might hurt the baby, so I took the bell from my pocket and gently put it in the crib, next to the baby. The baby smiled and reaching over, bumped the bell, making it ring. The baby laughed and Santa smiled. Then, up the chimney I went.

Santa has wondered ever since what happened to that bell. Maybe the baby went on to be a famous musician or even a collector of bells. Or, maybe the bell has been passed down for many generations to each new baby when it is born. Whatever has happened, I am sure that bell has made many people happy. I know that Mrs. Claus, Prancer and all the other reindeer were happy when they found out what Santa had done with it.

Well, Santa has to go check on the elves to make sure that everything is on schedule. A few minutes ago I heard a loud crash from the workshop, and better go check on it. The elves love to play silly tricks on Santa, so I better be careful.

Keep sending all those letters to Santa and, most of all, mind your manners, listen to your parents and teachers, be kind and, especially, take good care of each other.

Love, your good friend, Santa Claus