A nostalgic look at my memories of Christmas as a child.
When I Believed in Santa Claus is a nostalgic look at my memories of Christmas as a child. Greeting cards were hung up on ribbon, ceramic trees lit the window seat and a white wind-up church played ‘Silent Night’. In the morning, before my parents got up, we would take turns sliding down the stairs on our stomachs to see what was under the tree. My parents slept FOREVER on Christmas morning!