I admit I don't have many, but one stands out in my mind.
I was about nine I think and I and my only sibling who has just died and my cousins, well from one branch of the family were all crowded into my paternal grandparents pent house in a gorgeous city. It was Christmas eve and we were all put down to bed rather early as we were told Santa would not visit us until we were all asleep.
My cousin V.... and I, the eldest, had sadly given up our belief in Santa claus because of the other children at school. but we were determined our little brothers and sisters should believe so we told them to try hard to sleep so Santa Claus could come and leave them their gifts. We had great fun telling them that the reindeer and sleigh might come any minute.
But suddenly after about an hour of that we distinctly heard the sleigh bells upon the roof of the penthouse and we stopped and were wide eyed and amazed. It was the most magical thing in the world and of course it was one of the parents or grandfather but since they were not the sort of men to ever do that sort of thing we thought we must be wrong and Santa really was there. Oh and the next morning all the wondrous gifts. I never forgot the magic of that night.
What is the funniest thing you can remember from your own child hood?