Sooner or later it happens to every kid...

[Sea Six]

the little 8 year old girl that always gets me for rides on my CT 70 around the yard came over yesterday with a very perplexing problem.

She got a great toy from Santa on Christmas morning, one that she specifically asked him for.

But a few hours later she found the box in the garage. And she had a very thoughtful expression on her face as she told me this.

I asked her what she thought it meant. She burst out "maybe it means there really isn't a Santa Claus!"

I said that he might have just left the box in the garage and he wanted her to see it out of its box when she first found it.

She looked at me, and after a while she said... "maybe...."





:Jeff '79:

[Bill]

the little 8 year old girl that always gets me for rides on my CT 70 around the yard came over yesterday with a very perplexing problem.

She got a great toy from Santa on Christmas morning, one that she specifically asked him for.

But a few hours later she found the box in the garage. And she had a very thoughtful expression on her face as she told me this.

I asked her what she thought it meant. She burst out "maybe it means there really isn't a Santa Claus!"

I said that he might have just left the box in the garage and he wanted her to see it out of its box when she first found it.

She looked at me, and after a while she said... "maybe...."





:Jeff '79:

Might as well show her the Clapper video, get all of the lies out of the way at once.

[Sea Six]

What are you talking about?

Santa Claus is real. :yesnod:









Isn't he?

:ohnoes:

[DAB]

sweetie, Mrs. Claus told Santa not to bring all those empty boxes back to the North Pole, they would clog up the work shop, so he just leaves them at each house.

[Sea Six]

sweetie, Mrs. Claus told Santa not to bring all those empty boxes back to the North Pole, they would clog up the work shop, so he just leaves them at each house.

Ah, excellent!

Wish I'd thought to say that.

[lander]

Ah, excellent!

Wish I'd thought.

Fixt. :seasix:

[onedef92]

Narrator: As the Grinch took the tree, as he started to shove, he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove. He turned around fast, and he saw a small Who... little Cindy-Lou Who... who was no more than 2. She stared at the Grinch and said...

Cindy-Lou: Santy Claus, why? Why are you taking our Christmas tree? Why?

Narrator: But you know, that old Grinch was so smart and so slick. He thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick.

Grinch: Why, my sweet little tot...

Narrator: The fake Santy Claus lied...

Grinch: There's a light on this tree that... that won't light on one side. So I'm taking it home to my workshop, my dear. I'll fix it up there, and I'll bring it back here.

Narrator: And his fib fooled the child. Then he patted her head and he got her a drink and he sent her to bed. And when Cindy-Lou who was in bed with her cup, he crept to the chimney and stuffed the tree up. Then he went up the chimney himself, the old liar, and the last thing he took was the log for their fire. On their walls he left nothing but hooks and some wire. And the one speck of food that he left in the house was a crumb that was even too small for a mouse.

And His Fib Fooled The Child Sound Clip and Quote - Hark (http://www.hark.com/clips/mmthgwzcpx-and-his-fib-fooled-the-child)

[Cybercowboy]

My parents tell me that I never once believed in Santa Claus, and it was definitely the case that they had to practically beg me to not ruin the illusion for my younger siblings. I think I was about four when I overheard a conversation between my aunt and mom, where they were talking about how great it was to trick kids like me into believing in Santa.

Thing was, I wasn't about to ruin it for my sisters and brother, because it was so funny watching them ooh and ahh over Santa stuff. Once you see through it, you see through it. Helped my parents out though. Us kids would locate the present stash every year no problem, so I told them they'd better reserve the "From Santa" gifts for one stored somewhere like my grandparents.

[Sea Six]

My Mom and Dad told me that if I stopped believing in Santa Claus, he'd stop coming.

So for years I'd say I want this and this and this... and they'd say that's too much. So I'd just say they could get me this and this and Santa could bring the other one.

Long about the eleventh grade they finally caved and told me "the truth." :funny:

















I cried for a week. :cry:

[Sea Six]

Joke's on them, though.



I still believe in him.

:dance:

[DAB]

whoa, whoa, whoa.....are you hinting that Santa is not real??!!

bullshit. of course he's real.

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/2/25/Yes%2CVirginia%2CThereIsASantaClausClipping.jpg/200px-Yes%2CVirginia%2CThereIsASantaClausClipping.jpg

New York Times says Santa is real. that's good enough for me.

[onedef92]

My Dad went out of his way to make us believe in Santa. He'd leave cookie crumbs and a milk-smeared glass on the kitchen table. He'd track muddy boot prints on the kitchen tile (much to the chagrin of Mom). One year, he even threw handfuls of walnuts on top of the roof to simulate the sound of prancing reindeer hooves.

The jig was up one year when my brothers and I discovered all the toys we wished for in their master bedroom closet before Dad had a chance to wrap them. I think I was around 10 or so.

[Cybercowboy]

The gig was up one year when my brothers and I discovered all the toys we wished for in their master bedroom closet before Dad had a chance to wrap them. I think I was around 10 or so.

Ah, the master bedroom closet hiding place. We sussed that one out right away, along with under their bed, the attic, the utility closet under the stairs (behind boxes of junk), and what they thought was the perfect hiding place - the laundry room hamper thing with a false bottom. We found every. single. one. The hunt would begin the second we got Christmas break.

[RED-85-Z51]

I beleived until about 5th grade...I did the math as best I could...realized it was impossible to visit ever house, in every city, in every country, in every continent...

My gift rate dropped off dramatically that year...pissed me off

[DAB]

you're looking at it all wrong.

of course Santa can't actually visit every house in one long night. but he can draft and put to work a large army of volunteers and helpers. who carry out his purpose with local input.

like any good leader he doesn't type every memo, he has staff for that.

you think Generals win wars all by themselves? of course not, they have help, but they do get the credit.

[onedef92]

Ah, the master bedroom closet hiding place. We sussed that one out right away, along with under their bed, the attic, the utility closet under the stairs (behind boxes of junk), and what they thought was the perfect hiding place - the laundry room hamper thing with a false bottom. We found every. single. one. The hunt would begin the second we got Christmas break.

And then there were the big-ticket, pre-assembled items like my AMC Renegade 5-speed bycycle Dad put in the outdoor tool shed on Christmas Eve in the hopes I wouldn't peep it before he had a chance to wheel it into the family room where our tree and presents were....

[DukeAllen]

My son figured out the bedroom closet stash this year..it had birthday and xmas stuff in it. (His b-day is Dec 18...he just turned 6) :funny:

A few months ago he decided he didn't believe in Santa...until he saw him at the mall...

This year we added the touch of the empty milk glass and plate with cookie crumbs next to the tree. He talked about that for 2 days :lol:

[DAB]

My son figured out the bedroom closet stash this year..it had birthday and xmas stuff in it. (His b-day is Dec 18...he just turned 6) :funny:

A few months ago he decided he didn't believe in Santa...until he saw him at the mall...

This year we added the touch of the empty milk glass and plate with cookie crumbs next to the tree. He talked about that for 2 days :lol:

cheetos and empty beer can next year. he'll wonder about Santa for a long time.

[OldSarge]

What are all you talking about, he's real, I saw him at the mall.

[DAB]

:iagree:

i saw pics of him in the Philippines. he gets around.

[DukeAllen]

cheetos and empty beer can next year. he'll wonder about Santa for a long time.

I already put cheetos next to a bean bag chair so we'd all believe in Ron White.:yesnod:

[DAB]

I already put cheetos next to a bean bag chair so we'd all believe in Ron White.:yesnod:

and some Scotch. :yesnod:

[island14]

I cant remember for sure, but I think it was some kid told me in the first grade that there was no Santa.

I found this to be really upsetting and went straight home to ask Mom who I know would never lie to me.

Mom broke down and told the truth..

That's when I fired the other big questions at her..

What about the Easter Bunny? :island14:

What about the Tooth Fairy? :island14:

Again she told the truth, but made me promise not to tell my little Sis.

It was a sad day.. :(

[mrvette]

And then there were the big-ticket, pre-assembled items like my AMC Renegade 5-speed bycycle Dad put in the outdoor tool shed on Christmas Eve in the hopes I wouldn't peep it before he had a chance to wheel it into the family room where our tree and presents were....

Which goes a LONG way to describe a good, stable, family oriented background, with parents who cared for JOB ONE!!! and so it is carried forward.....good!!.....:seasix::hurray:

[DukeAllen]

I cant remember for sure, but I think it was some kid told me in the first grade that there was no Santa.

I found this to be really upsetting and went straight home to ask Mom who I know would never lie to me.

Mom broke down and told the truth..

That's when I fired the other big questions at her..

What about the Easter Bunny? :island14:

What about the Tooth Fairy? :island14:

Again she told the truth, but made me promise not to tell my little Sis.

It was a sad day.. :(

I'd be sad too, if my mom lied to me like that. :D

[Kerrmudgeon]

Late bloomer huh? :yesnod:


I think we were about 4 or 5 when we snuck down to the living room and caught ma and pa doing the santa thing. The jig was up. That along with 4 inquisitive kids finding wrapped packages in closets around the house. :D

['77Babe]

My son figured out the bedroom closet stash this year..it had birthday and xmas stuff in it. (His b-day is Dec 18...he just turned 6) :funny:

A few months ago he decided he didn't believe in Santa...until he saw him at the mall...

This year we added the touch of the empty milk glass and plate with cookie crumbs next to the tree. He talked about that for 2 days :lol:


A couple of years ago, at the company Christmas party, we hired a really awesome Santa to come for the kids. He was 100% Santa, from looks to personality.
We asked parents what we could get their kid as a gift, wrapped it all up and "Santa" came and picked them up before the party.
At the party, some kids would not let him out of sight. He spent a good hour mingling, taking pics, etc. Then handed out personal gifts to all the children, called them up by name.
I asked one little girl, about 6 at the time, if she shouldn't give Santa a break. With a schocked look, she said: but I need to make sure I see him going to his sleigh! I want to see the reindeer! Too bad I couldn't tell her Santa came in a Dodge Caliber. :lol:
Well, the place we were at had their own personal garage underground and you could look at their driveway from one of the windows. They also had a sweet little bull terrier and it had snowed too. When I looked out the window, I could see the dog's tracks all over the driveway. I called Kymberley over and showed her. Told her she couldn't see the sleigh because Santa had had it parked in the garage. Too bad she missed the reindeer. :funnier: She believed it with all her heart.

Her mom took her to a Christmas market a couple of days later and another Santa wanted to give her some candy. In front of other children, she told him he was not the real Santa. He did not look like him at all and the real Santa had given her a good present. :leaving:

[island14]

Another thought..

I was thinking about my oldest daughter that is grown now back in the USA.

I think she was about 10, maybe 11 and still acted like she believed in Santa

I think she really didn't believe, but do think she thought it would be more profitable to act like she still believed.. :lol:

[island14]

A couple of years ago, at the company Christmas party, we hired a really awesome Santa to come for the kids. He was 100% Santa, from looks to personality.
We asked parents what we could get their kid as a gift, wrapped it all up and "Santa" came and picked them up before the party.
At the party, some kids would not let him out of sight. He spent a good hour mingling, taking pics, etc. Then handed out personal gifts to all the children, called them up by name.
I asked one little girl, about 6 at the time, if she shouldn't give Santa a break. With a schocked look, she said: but I need to make sure I see him going to his sleigh! I want to see the reindeer! Too bad I couldn't tell her Santa came in a Dodge Caliber. :lol:
Well, the place we were at had their own personal garage underground and you could look at their driveway from one of the windows. They also had a sweet little bull terrier and it had snowed too. When I looked out the window, I could see the dog's tracks all over the driveway. I called Kymberley over and showed her. Told her she couldn't see the sleigh because Santa had had it parked in the garage. Too bad she missed the reindeer. :funnier: She believed it with all her heart.

Her mom took her to a Christmas market a couple of days later and another Santa wanted to give her some candy. In front of other children, she told him he was not the real Santa. He did not look like him at all and the real Santa had given her a good present. :leaving:

:rofl:

Great Story!

:cert:

[BADRACR1]

He left the box to ship it back in case something was wrong with it.:seasix:

[Aerovette]

The rule for me has been...

As long as you believe in Santa, he brings your gifts. Once you stop believing, he stops and we have to buy them for you.