My dad used to put us in the car on Christmas Eve and we would drive around town looking at the sky trying to see Santa’s reindeer and sleigh. We would never be able to see him. But when we came back home, our mom would say that we had just missed him and that he left our presents under the tree. We never knew it was really mom and not Santa who put them there until we were older. 🙂
May Christmas Eve be magical for you!