I had been telling my 4 year old daughter she better not be naughty or Santa would give her coal for Christmas. (Meaning only coal and no presents.) On Christmas morning, we always start with stockings first that I fill with little gifts and candy, and this year I had found some candy “coal” and placed it inside the top of every stocking.
All the children came downstairs, laughing and happy. I passed out stockings first. After a moment, I realized my youngest looked like she could burst out crying at any moment. She wasn’t emptying her stocking, and was actually holding it behind her back.
The poor thing had seen the candy coal and thought Santa thought she was naughty and was devastated! She had tried to be good, and was sad that Santa thought she wasn’t good enough, and didn’t want her Dad and I to know!!
After explaining that the coal was just a silly joke Santa was playing on her, and that he gave it to her brothers and sister too, she was able to laugh it off and enjoy Christmas. But she is 17 now, and still reminds me about the Christmas morning coal debacle every year!