Sorry to blast your child fantasy into a blivion, but Santa isn't the meaning of Christmas. Not even close. Let that soak in. Okay, let's move on. So in the Bible the Christmas story is relayed a few times. An angel comes to Mary, she gets pregnant by way of the Holy Spirit. Her pledged to be husband Joseph is then freaked out, and almost divorces/leaves her. Mary is shunned and is very close to being stoned to death. But that wouldn't move God's plan along or help it any, so he gave Caesar the brilliant idea of having a census. By the time Joseph reaches Bethlehem, Mary is ready to pop, and she does. So adorable baby Jesus is born. The reason God sent Jesus down is because of love. He wanted Mary, Joseph, the shepherds, and the world to experience the love of God. He made us out of love, he saved us out of love. It all comes down to LOVE. Jesus is the meaning of Christmas, but Jesus is love. "That's what Christmas is all about Charlie Brown"