Indeed, indeed! These are fine questions.
As Santa, I realize and respect the hard work parents do, and I know I am but one person and while I do love some cookies and milk (and don’t forget a carrot or two for the reindeer if you have ’em)… I am but one jolly person and I cannot hope to eat all of the millions of cookies left for me. So, as part of my gift to parents that help me out so much at Christmas by making things festive for their little ones, I allow them to secretly binge on some of those extra cookies that I can’t eat. Many parents don’t like to stuff their faces full of cookies in front of their children so this is a special treat to scarf cookies like there’s no tomorrow.
As for others writing “From Santa”– I don’t mind at all! So many have assumed my identity over the years that when it comes to important things (like when I had to take a second mortgage out on the North Pole to fund Mrs. Clasus’ new Jacuzzi) all the banks have me fingerprinted so we use that instead of a credit score.
Ho Ho ho!
Plus, I am much of a symbol as I am a person. The fact that others give in my name is a sign that giving transends the selfishness of being associated with being the giver of the gift. What a beautiful thing!