Seasonal Santa

Recently, my son told me that he only believed in Santa claus on Christmas. When I asked him if he believed in Santa the rest of the year (Just to make sure I understood him right) he said no. So that got me thinking. What would it be like if Santa really did exist for only one day a year? What would that be like? I think it might be something like this............. At the stroke of Midnight, something changes at the North Pole. All year long, the elves and Mrs. Clause are working hard to get ready for Christmas. They make toys, and hot chocolate, and Christmas cookies and so on. But at midnight on Christmas eve, everything changes with a flash of light. In his chair, Santa Claus suddenly appears. Because he has a lot to do, and so small an amount of time, he has to hurry. The elves have everything that he needs all ready for him by his chair. First, before he can leave, he has to check the list twice. It's a long list, so he gets started immediately, and he takes about thirty minutes checking the list before he gets frustrated and shouts, "Forget the list! I have work to do, and I've got to get started!" He immediately rushes to put on his suit, and runs as fast as a fat Santa can run, to get to the sleigh that is all ready and waiting for him. I could go through every detail of his take off and everything, but you can go read other stories for that kind of detail. Of course, he rushes quickly to make sure he can get to every house on his list that he checked 1 and a half times before morning. Being that he only had about 6 hours for every time zone, he had to go really fast. At about 8 or 9 AM North Pole time, Santa returns, very tired. I mean, he had to hurry. Being that Mrs. Claus hasn't seen her husband all year, she is anxiously waiting for the arrival of her husband, who finally has a chance to rest. After a quick debriefing from the head elf about what they want to do for the next year, it's off to lunch. Between lunch and dinner, Mr. and Mrs. Clause get some serious alone time. After all, Mrs. clause hasn't seen him for a year. This has always met some slight frustration from Mr. Clause, because to him, it feels like he only just saw her yesterday. In reality, he just ceased to exist for a year. Anyway, after about 6 hours of alone time, they have dinner, and Mr. Clause has to sleep. After all, he has to wake up at about 11:45 so he can sit in his chair to disappear for another year. He has to sleep sometime. At midnight on Christmas night, there are always tears from Mrs. Clause and some sad goodbyes. The elves and Mrs. Clause are always reminiscing about the days when Santa was always there. But now, thanks to the rule that Santa has to live forever, the elves are stuck with using the yearly disappearing chair to make sure that he doesn't age more than a day after one year. Of course that means that a year to Santa is more like 365 years to us. It also means that Santa gets Christmas for everyday that he exists. That means a lot of delivering presents, a lot of alone time with Mrs. Claus, and lots of cookies and milk. To Mrs. Claus, that's a raw deal. She only gets one day a year with her husband while he watches her age a year in a day, while always wishing she had more time with her husband. How many years willl it take before she starts thinking of being a naughty girl herself, by seeking out the elf who came up with this crazy idea. Before long, I think she would probably be glad to have her husband all year and be on the naughty list, without getting any presents, rather than put up with this aweful nightmare, year after year. So, let's ask the elves. Whose idea was this anyway?