we've just moved into a new house a few weeks ago & about 7.30 I swore to DH I could hear bells. Next minute he comes running back in to the lounge grabs DD shouting to me come to follow. I'm in my pj's, we've all got lurgy. DD is in her nightie with some suspicious spots & has been 'not quite right' since last Sunday. DH throws open the front door it's about 1 degree & who's coming up our drive but Santa , gives DD a selection box from a giant sack of chocolate, asks her if she's off to bed soon & to have a lovely day tomorrow. Lots of little neighbourhood kids following him & some Mums & Dads too. How lovely! DD had to phone Gran right away and was absolutely over the moon. She went off to sleep about 40 minutes later saying Santa had told her to go to bed so she'd better do it. It was so sweet and what a lovely welcome. We went up to DD's room to watch him go round the road giving pressies to all the littlies.