No. And I resented Christmas for the longest time because after my parents got divorced when I was 8(an event which I embraced, by the way and in no way resented), I essentially raised my little brother and sister because my parents had no talent for it whatsoever. Ergo: on the years when we spent Christmas Eve in Boston, it fell to me to explain to them how Santa would get in to Daddy's apartment when he had no chimney (via the balcony, of course; leave the slider open a bit) and where should we leave the stockings? (on the back of the Duke rocker).
However, I always loved the spirit of Christmas and being with my large family (my mother's) and now with my boyfriend and his kids so I've made it my own.
You can have Santa. We give our own gifts. :wink: