[renielarson]

I was about 7 or 8 years old and beginning to doubt if there was a Santa or not. On Christmas Eve, my parents tucked me into bed and I fell fast asleep only to be awakened by the sound of jingle bells. My bed faced the bedroom door and through that door I could see the house front door. As those bells woke me up, I could see Santa walking in the front door. I was so afraid he would know I saw him that I turned on my side, buried my face, and went back to sleep! I didn't doubt there was a Santa that year! God Bless my parents for setting up that scenario and creating a lifelong memory!