Funny Christmas story.
I had an electronics repair shop, TV's, VCR's, Camcorders. My son got proficient hooking these things up to test them for me when he was around seven years old. One year he decided to prove to me there wasn't a Santa Claus.

On Christmas Eve he was busy in the house hooking up a camcorder to two VCR's. I wasn't really paying much attention but after numerous trips in and out of the shop (it was next door in a converted four car garage) I got curious what he was up to. I spied on him getting all this equipment set up with timers on the the VCR's and a camera hidden inside of a box with only a hole for the lens. Then it all clicked.

He had these VCR's set up to record six hours at a time. One from 1800 hours to midnight and the other from midnight to 0600 hours. We never put all the presents under the tree until around 0230 hours on Christmas morning.

We all went to bed and like usual, at about 0215 my wife and I got up to get the presents from where we had them hid in the shop. But first, I went to the front room to stop the VCR. When we had all the presents under and around the tree I turned the VCR back on and it continued to record. (There was no static because the machine had flying erase heads).

Christmas afternoon he tells me he is going to prove that Santa doesn't exist.
"You didn't know it but I recorded all night long and now I can prove Santa doesn't exist," he says. I said, "ok, lets see the proof."

He rewinds the 1800 to midnight tape, nothing changed under the tree. He gets into the midnight to 0600 hours and one second there was almost nothing under the tree then the next second, it was all there! He rewound it a few times but each time was the same!

Then he says, "I still don't think there is Santa Claus, I didn't see him!" My reply was, "The camera just wasn't fast enough. He has millions of homes to visit and doesn't have time to waste. It only takes him a millisecond to make the delivery and he's on his way again.

We still laugh about this to this day. And, I still have the tapes me made. I just wish I had recorded the look on his face when he was trying to figure out how the presents got under the tree when he kept playing back the tape!