When my granddaughter was about 3 she went through a fear-of-strangers phase and insisted Santa had to leave her presents out on the deck. Mom and Dad obliged her and Santa even left big snowy footprints all around her packages (and ate his well-chilled cookies to boot!)
Elizabeth’s fear has not always been restricted to children. Bertrand Russell remarked on “the nuns who never take a bath without wearing a bathrobe all the time. When asked why, since no man can see them, they reply: ‘Oh, but you forget the good God.’ Apparently they conceive of the Deity as a Peeping Tom, whose omnipotence enables Him to see through bathroom walls, but who is foiled by bathrobes. This view strikes me as curious.”
See, I avoided this whole mess. My parents never told me Santa was real. In fact, they told me he wasn’t real. We had Christmas presents, but they were clearly labeled that our parents got them for us.See, if you never believe in Santa, you never get disappointed that he’s not real. Nor do you ever wonder if he’s watching you bathe O.o
@blackfrostwarrior – dude so sad for you. The magic of Santa and Christmas was wonderful. And when I found out it was explained that Santa once lived but now his spirit lives on in all moms and dads. And that ’s where the presents come from.
I was shocked. Not that there wasn’t a Santa but that mom and dad loved us enough to waste money on all those toys for us. For you see we only got toys twice a year: one toy for our birthday and a bunch for Christmas.
I found out later in life that we were poor and they had to wait until a few days before Christmas when dad got his bonus check to have money to buy presents. We never knew growing up that our parents struggled to put food on the table.
JP FREE DRY Steve: Wanna bet? NSA was still secret back then, but the CIA wasn’t. I remember all those photographers shooting everyone who dared go in the Chinese exhibit at the 1976 NGO conference in Vancouver. It was the running joke of the UN event.
My smart kids wanted to leave carrots for the reindeer. We would break off the top and chew up the end a little. Believe me, they didn’t taste as good as cookies.
g55rumpy over 10 years ago
santa ain`t a pervert
suevanv Premium Member over 10 years ago
When my granddaughter was about 3 she went through a fear-of-strangers phase and insisted Santa had to leave her presents out on the deck. Mom and Dad obliged her and Santa even left big snowy footprints all around her packages (and ate his well-chilled cookies to boot!)
chassimmons over 10 years ago
Elizabeth’s fear has not always been restricted to children. Bertrand Russell remarked on “the nuns who never take a bath without wearing a bathrobe all the time. When asked why, since no man can see them, they reply: ‘Oh, but you forget the good God.’ Apparently they conceive of the Deity as a Peeping Tom, whose omnipotence enables Him to see through bathroom walls, but who is foiled by bathrobes. This view strikes me as curious.”
puddleglum1066 over 10 years ago
Lizzie has confused Santa with the NSA.
westny77 over 10 years ago
What happened to your broken foot? Looked like you healed right away.
sbchamp over 10 years ago
Reminded of a fone ad…sad
BlackFrostWarrior over 10 years ago
See, I avoided this whole mess. My parents never told me Santa was real. In fact, they told me he wasn’t real. We had Christmas presents, but they were clearly labeled that our parents got them for us.See, if you never believe in Santa, you never get disappointed that he’s not real. Nor do you ever wonder if he’s watching you bathe O.o
tlynnch over 10 years ago
@blackfrostwarrior – dude so sad for you. The magic of Santa and Christmas was wonderful. And when I found out it was explained that Santa once lived but now his spirit lives on in all moms and dads. And that ’s where the presents come from.
I was shocked. Not that there wasn’t a Santa but that mom and dad loved us enough to waste money on all those toys for us. For you see we only got toys twice a year: one toy for our birthday and a bunch for Christmas.
I found out later in life that we were poor and they had to wait until a few days before Christmas when dad got his bonus check to have money to buy presents. We never knew growing up that our parents struggled to put food on the table.
danlarios over 10 years ago
santa nsa how do you tell the difference? santa wears a suit nsa a doesn’t
llong65 over 10 years ago
sundays are always out of the story line. Just tell Liz the when she has those modesty moments Mrs. Claus watches over her.
Stephen Gilberg over 10 years ago
I thought Liz was too young to care at this point.
JanLC over 10 years ago
Lizzie, he CAN see you, but he doesn’t look unless you do something naughty.
JP Steve Premium Member over 10 years ago
and it still doesn’t exist in Canada.
hippogriff over 10 years ago
JP FREE DRY Steve: Wanna bet? NSA was still secret back then, but the CIA wasn’t. I remember all those photographers shooting everyone who dared go in the Chinese exhibit at the 1976 NGO conference in Vancouver. It was the running joke of the UN event.
route66paul over 10 years ago
My smart kids wanted to leave carrots for the reindeer. We would break off the top and chew up the end a little. Believe me, they didn’t taste as good as cookies.
dkoch59 over 10 years ago
Per the NSA website, the agency was created by President Truman on 11/4/1952, well before the first run of this strip.
AngelMarieSings over 10 years ago
Yeah Santa’s creepy, I wouldn’t bathe around him either.
lizilu over 10 years ago
No, very cute and FUNNY!