For mum
“I don't want any toys this year. Please give my mum a whole day of rest, and make her laugh the way she laughs when she thinks nobody is watching.”
That child was me. I'm still asking for the same thing.
Christmas 2026 · Friday 25 December
Dear Santa,
A Christmas card that plays like a short film, and ends as your Merry Christmas
Christmas Eve. A child at a desk writes to Santa and asks for nothing: the whole letter is a wish for the person you're sending this to. The letter flies out of the window, past the roofs and the aurora, and lands in Santa's lap. He reads it, and it gets to him. He crosses the moon, tiptoes into the dark bedroom, leaves a box and a note by the sleeping child, tucks the blanket, and is gone. Christmas morning: the tag on the box carries their name, and the card opens with the greeting, the reveal (that child was me), your message and your photos on a string of lights they tap alight. Three minutes to make, one link to send on WhatsApp.
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The idea
Dear Santa,
I don't want anything for me this year. Just please make sure Mum has the happiest Christmas. The kind you remember when you're old.
— Aanya, age 7
Every other Christmas card says Merry Christmas. This one tells the person you're sending it to that somebody once wished for them, and that the somebody was you. Pick who they are to you and the child's wish, Santa's note and the message are written for that relationship. Or write every word yourself.
How it plays
It opens as a storybook with their name on the cover. Tap the wax seal — it breaks, the cover swings back, and the first page is a child's bedroom on Christmas Eve.
A desk lamp, a child with a pencil. The letter writes itself above them, line by line, and it asks for nothing. Up onto the chair, the window opens — and they tap to send it.
Past the roofs, the clouds and the aurora, a page turns, and it lands in Santa's lap. Tap, and he slides his glasses down and reads, a line at a time. It gets to him.
Four reindeer, bells, the moon, snow streaking past, and down toward one small lit window in the town.
He tiptoes into the dark bedroom. Tap the table and he leaves the box and a note by the sleeping child, tucks the blanket, looks at you, and is gone.
The child wakes, reads the note in red ink, and they tap to open the box: the tag carries their name. Then the card itself, a sheet of paper with the greeting written by hand, your message, your photos on a string of lights.
Pick mum, dad, both parents, a partner, a best friend, a sister, a brother, grandparents, your own child, your team, or anyone. The child's wish, Santa's note and the message change with your choice.
Seven children to choose from. The letter is signed with your name, age 7, and the last page can say so: that child was me. Or turn the reveal off for a simple Merry Christmas.
Leave the letter and the message blank and the story fills them in. Or write the wish as a seven-year-old would, and the message as yourself.
It opens as a book with their name on the cover and every scene is a page turned: the writing, the window, the North Pole, the sleigh, the delivery and the morning. Paper-cut characters, camera moves, a letter that writes itself, Santa who reads and is moved.
Four moments wait for a tap: sending the letter, letting Santa read it, leaving the gift, opening the box. Each happens by itself after a few seconds, so the story also plays straight through. Turn the taps off in the editor for a pure film.
Up to three photos pegged to a string of Christmas lights on the last page, with a caption each. The receiver taps the bulbs to light them.
A pencil on paper, the wind, sleigh bells, the fire, a soft bell for each bulb, all made in the browser. Add a track from the music library in the editor, or leave it quiet.
Sent on WhatsApp it plays from the first tap to the end in about ninety seconds. The receiver can tap to skip ahead; the recorder plays it through for a video.
Share a private link on WhatsApp, iMessage, email or Teams. It opens in any browser on any phone, nothing to install. Or export a 9:16 video for a story.
Who it is for
For mum
“I don't want any toys this year. Please give my mum a whole day of rest, and make her laugh the way she laughs when she thinks nobody is watching.”
That child was me. I'm still asking for the same thing.
For dad
“Please don't bring me anything. Bring my dad home early, make his back stop hurting, and let him win at cards for once.”
That child was me. You never asked for anything, so I asked for you.
For a partner
“I don't know them yet. But please send me someone who stays. Someone who laughs at my jokes and holds my hand when it's cold.”
That child was me. Santa took his time. Then he sent you.
For a best friend
“I don't want toys. I want a friend who stays even when I'm weird. The kind you keep forever.”
That child was me. Santa sent you. Best delivery ever.
For anyone
“I don't want anything for me this year. Just please make sure they have the happiest Christmas. The kind you remember when you're old.”
That child was me. Still is.
For the team
“I want to work with people who are kind on Mondays too, who share the credit and the biscuits, and who make the hard days lighter.”
That was us, asking for you.
What to write
Messages for mum, dad, a partner, a best friend, siblings, grandparents, your own child and your team in the Christmas messages post.
Templates
Questions
Some wishes don't fit in a box.
Two names, three minutes. One link on WhatsApp. Free to build and preview.
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