
He always wants to know how things work and is a very concrete thinker, just like his mommy.
So when the discussion in school centered around the existence of Santa Claus, Noah came home and was very deliberate in his questioning as to the existence of Santa.
Before I had kids, I actually did NOT want to use Santa. But I got overruled by pretty much everyone and Santa has been given credence in our home.
Christmas 2005
I figured from then on the only reason he believed in Santa was to get more stuff. Which was fine for now. At least he played along for the sake of his little brother.
Noah 2006
Then came Christmas morning.
(Now is when the actual sweet story starts)
When we put our Christmas decorations up each year, we put them on a timer to come on around 5:00 PM each night and go off around 11:00.
Little did I know that my sneaky 6 year old was intending to get up and see Santa for himself.
Around 5:45 AM, Noah came into our bedroom (thinking it was still the middle of the night and that Santa hadn't come yet) and told us that he was going to sleep on the couch and wait for Santa. Steve did the same thing every year when he was a little boy so we gave Noah the go ahead to sleep on the couch.
Aaron 2007
Our living room is very dark and there weren't that many presents this year so Noah didn't see anything under the tree in the dark, assumed Santa hadn't been there yet, and set up a little bed for himself on the couch.

Suddenly, all of the Christmas lights magically came on and there were presents under the tree.
Santa had come right before his very eyes!
Christmas 2008
At bedtime Christmas night, when I asked Noah what was his favorite part of Christmas, assuming he would rattle off his favorite gifts, his answer surprised me:
"The best part of Christmas was that I got to see Santa"
He is now a full believer.

10 comments:
wow. that is a great story. and i'm so glad he found the magic in Chirstmas and is believing again. :) that is definitely a story you want to remember always.
maybe Noah will pass this on to his little brother and they will both believe a little longer... or a LOT longer would be nice. :)
I love that my children believe and are exctited when it comes to Santa and Christmas, but I'm not sure how long that will last without some sort of "magic" happening... my son is five and my girls are three...I hope they believe for a long time to come.
i know that I still get so excited and i love love love Christmas time, i love everything about it except for the commercialism of it and the MONEY... but aside from that I love the lights, the trees, the music, exciment of children, the planning, anticipation, family gatherings, closeness with loved ones, surprises and all that... i still believe in Santa... or should I say the thought of Santa and it makes it so magical and special every year for me and I hope for my family and friends too and most of all for my children. :)
again, great story!! :)
xoxoxo HUGS!
Awww, that's really cute.
My husband used to try and wait up for Santa, too, but never could make it all the way through the night. In the morning, he'd run over to the plate where they'd put out the cookies, and there would be a bite out of one with crumbs on the plate and the milk all gone. He was always bummed he missed Santa, lol.
Cute story...Christmas is magical.
Great story, and nice photos
I do hope the boys will always have a love of believing!
That is the sweetest story ever!!!
What a truly wonderful story! Thank you so much for sharing it, it's one I'll remember for a long time!
Wow! What a GREAT story!!! Oh my gosh, I have tears in my eyes!
Awww...that is really sweet! We don't do Santa here, but I definitely don't care if other parents do Santa...and yeah, that story really just is the CUTEST!
That is definitely worth blogging/recording for all time :) Love it.
What a sweet story. I worry that Alex is getting close to not believing now that he's a big 7 year old. I'm glad Noah has found the magic in Christmas again.
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