40 Funny Posts About Santa From Parents Who Are Just Trying To Survive Christmas
InterviewSome parents have been working non-stop from the start of December. Elf on the Shelf, writing letters to Santa, making costumes for whatever program the school came up with this year. It's like a marathon, and I didn't even mention getting presents for everybody. So it's understandable they vent their frustrations online.
That's why we decided to bring you the funniest posts on X (Twitter) from parents about Santa. Children have a unique perspective on that whole ordeal about a man who supposedly "watches you when you sleep" and somehow knows if you've been good this year. And parents sometimes have the funniest reactions to their children's hot takes. So check out these Holly Jolly posts from parents about Santa that we picked out for you, pandas!
Bored Panda reached out to two moms whose posts you will see in this list: Jillian, aka Mommeh Dearest, and the woman behind the Stories Of A Mediocre Mom page Amanda Marcotte. They were kind enough to tell us more about what it's like creating funny parenting content on social media.
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I shop and wrap so far in advance even I am amazed at what Santa brought!
I get that some husbands are like this, but gift giving is just one of my love languages so I lean into Christmas pretty hard. I couldn't imagine just forgetting about Christmas randomly.
I asked my sister to give me kitten toys for Christmas. 👍 (Although the adult cats would like to inform everyone that the kitten is on the NAUGHTIEST NAUGHTY LIST.)
I am bitter about many things my parents did. Letting me have Santa is absolutely not one of them. I loved that magic and am so glad I got to have it. And my parents were super honest about most things. Too honest. And jerks. Honesty isn't what builds the trust. It love and knowing that parent has you genuine best interest at heart. A super honest parent who's just involved in their own drama- not trustworthy. A parent who lets a child believe in Santa and loves them and takes care of them- totally trustworthy.
Cuz Santa loves you (just like your parents but I aint saying nothing)
I wonder if her friend is the one that wants to keep the fire burning when Santa comes?
I would say "Nearly Christmas, you can tell because the reindeer get extra sleep before they get really busy"
Don't worry I'm sure "Santa" would love to get herself something nice too 🙂
Last night, my sister told my 5 year old nephew that "The fat guy in red is coming with presents for him soon" and he looked at me and asked if I had red clothes and i said without thinking "I have a red T-shirt" His eyes went wide and he looked at my sister and said "MOM! HE'S SANTA!" I don't know how to take that
Nah. Didn't happen. And if it did, parents need to stop having adult conversations in front of him.
when i was a toddler i was deathly afraid of the chuck e cheeses animatronics (but for some reason I watched random a*s youtubers play fnaf when I was like 4) and the people in the easter bunny suits.
Kid: "AAAAAAaaaaggghhhh! AAAAAAaaaaggghhhh!" Mom: "But he will have a big black sack!" Kid: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH!" *Runs away to bedroom and slams door and the sound of things being piled up behind it can be heard*
He's had elves working in his R&D division for centuries now. He's using drone technology way ahead of our current level of technology so are completely silent, undetectable by modern tracking, and can cloak. He flies around in the sleigh like people ride their bikes or motorcycles or horses... for fun. Edit: And as a diversion to throw people off the drones.
F**k off! Another parent desperately trying to copy that James Breakwell bullshitter! Why? Why do they do this?
It is also the best way to make sure your kids don't go snooping: Just leave it all in the taped-shut amazon box.
I had my daughter ask me this when she was little. I told her "Santa is created from the minds and beliefs of the children from around the world and he takes the form that kids will trust and love and that's why he is a jolly fat guy in red because that's what the first kids wanted him to look like on the first Christmas day and it has been passed down ever since"
I really can't stand elf on a shelf. It's a terrible way to teach your children to conform. You're basically abrogationg your responsibility as a parent to a fictional being, and this can affect a child's mental health. If a parent doesn't have strategies to help their children learn then they should take parenting courses. Christmas is about joy, not about punishment.
I never talk on the phone either. That's why I act like I'm texting Santa.
Prolly something she heard you or someone else saying. :) I still remember an ad for my country’s current electoral system which was voted on when I was like 9. The ad taught me that a politician was a person who talked a lot of nonsense that no one could understand.
Reply... Sorry but Santa can't do that as iPhones are copyrighted by apple. Santa isn't even allowed to fix them
The lowest package at our mall was 45!!! What the actual F! Sorry kids, you gotta yell your list at him from here.
Dewlaps. Your kid wants a flap of skin that he can inflate to look intimidating. Assuming he wants a reptile one
Easy! Get a large cat shaped jelly mould and make a strawberry jelly cat
Oooh I do love a good bit of penmanship. That hand writing is beautiful 😍
My 6 year old pulled that. When I said she didn't tell me she wanted x,y,x she explained that she didn't need to tell me because she told Santa.
"No need, he carries a magic chimney that he puts on the roof and it creates a fireplace for him to deliver the presents"
Googling it. Santa was born 15 March 270 AD. He became Father Christmas in the 1500s. He picked up the Dutch name Sinterklaas in the middle ages. That became the English name Santa Claus in 1773. His latest suit of clothing was made in 1931. He's not going to be Santa forever, some time in the future he's going to be 圣诞老人 , pronounced Shengdan. He got so bored that he started the tradition of Christmas in July back in the year 1938.
Yeah, I was the four year old who pulled off Santa's beard, and shouted. "You're not Santa! You're a STRANGER!" That stranger danger campaign kind of ruined the photo op for everyone in line. I may also have accidentally kicked Santa in the mouth while he tried to give me back to mum. None of my younger siblings ever got subjected to the "Photo with Santa" experience, for some reason.
Or how about: I don't know what you've heard but it's not true. Anyway...
I was raised in a household where stealing anything from your kids is not tolerated, being so I cannot fathom how anyone can eat their kids chocolate. My mum would even tell me what Hallowe'en candy she was going to take from my supply.
Reindeer health and safety act - they're not allowed to land on the roof anymore, in case they slip and fall. They land in the yard, and they can't fit if it's full of decorations. If you're poor and have no yard, they have to land in the street, and Santa can only make one trip from the sleigh because he'll block traffic. That's why poor kids get less presents.
I like to sneak into my brother's house (I have a key and garage door opener) when they're not there and decorate their house for various holidays. For instance Valentine's decorations for 4th of July, or Diwali for Labor Day. One year I snuck in and decorated for Hanukkah in early December. They walked in and were cracking up. Until about an hour later when the eldest niece (about 6 at the time) became inconsolable because she thought the Elf would report to Santa that they're now Jewish and he would skip them that year.
My dad put an end to the Santa question as soon as I was able to talk, he wasn't doing all the work for some fat guy to get all the credit.
I like to sneak into my brother's house (I have a key and garage door opener) when they're not there and decorate their house for various holidays. For instance Valentine's decorations for 4th of July, or Diwali for Labor Day. One year I snuck in and decorated for Hanukkah in early December. They walked in and were cracking up. Until about an hour later when the eldest niece (about 6 at the time) became inconsolable because she thought the Elf would report to Santa that they're now Jewish and he would skip them that year.
My dad put an end to the Santa question as soon as I was able to talk, he wasn't doing all the work for some fat guy to get all the credit.
