Stupid Guest Tricks

GaTechGal wrote:I've never understood those parents that don't want to "lie" to their children. It isn't about lying, it's about planting a little magic inside them - that little spark that they can take out during the dark times to let the light of hope. And if it doesn't get planted when they're little, it's awfully hard to get it to take root when they're older and "wiser". Right Peach?

they funny thing is, most of those parents want their kid to excell at everything, and its been proven time and again that they need to develop their imagination through play, which includes things like this.

ya gotta let the kids be kids. They will figure it out later, when the time is right.

GRUMPY PIRATE wrote:they funny thing is, most of those parents want their kid to excell at everything, and its been proven time and again that they need to develop their imagination through play, which includes things like this.

ya gotta let the kids be kids. They will figure it out later, when the time is right.

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Ah don't listen to the pirate. The real way to raise your kids is to make them do everything you wanted to do as a kid but were unable to for some reason. Wanted to learn to play the piano but "didn't have the money for lessons?" Make your kids learn to play, after all it's the same thing! The only real reason to have kids in the first place is so that you can live your life vicariously through them.

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Count me in the double-think camp. Mickey is Mickey to me... even thought I know there's probably a girl about my size in there. I'm still intimidated by the characters to be honest. I mean it's Micky Frickin Mouse! Right there! Big as Life! You were great in Steamboat Willie Mr. Mickey Sir!

When I went in December, I had an SG encounter of this type... I was walking from the train to conservation station, and there was a CM a few steps behind me to the right, and a woman with a stroller ahead of me. The CM passed us both, and the woman wailaid her on the path to ask if Pocahontas was going to be greeting there. The CM, a nice lady with short salt and pepper hair (kinda like Jamie Lee Curtis) answered in the negative and made up some in-show reason... she was off in the woods with Meeko or something... and the mother gets all indignant with her... "Oh come on, how many girls you got playing her." She gets the standard "there is only one X" answer. Mom pulled out her camera, and brandished it at her all "Then would you like to tell me why I have pictures of *little snowflake's name* with 5 different Cinderella's here?" Poor CM looked mortified, and little girl was staring at her mom like "WTF?" so I'm all "You mean Cinderella in 5 different dresses?" since I've been walking to the right of them this whole time, (all parties involved were still walking to the Conservation station,) and the mom says "No, five different actresses." This went on for a little longer, with the two of us both telling her there's only one of each character, and the woman kept wanting to argue the point, to dim to see there's people trying to prevent her from ruining the magic for her kid, who she's not even paying attention to, because she's mad that they weren't going to have Pocahontas that day at the Conservation Station.

I wound up having a nice conversation with the CM at the station, once the woman gave up and took the kid off to the petting zoo or something... the nice CM actually convinced me to check out the petting zoo myself, which I was going to skip because I've pet goats before, but they have these odd four stomached goats there... so yeah. I have her name down someplace, because I put in a GSF for her later for trying to preserve that poor little girl's magic... but my smart phone is dead at the moment. Can't find the charger.

Even my crazy, drug-addicted mother let me believe in Santa, the Easter Bunny, et. al. for a while. I can't imagine depriving a kid of that. I'm a counselor, and trust me...it takes a lot more to screw up a kid that believing in the fun stuff for a while.

Syndrome wrote:Even my crazy, drug-addicted mother let me believe in Santa, the Easter Bunny, et. al. for a while. I can't imagine depriving a kid of that. I'm a counselor, and trust me...it takes a lot more to screw up a kid that believing in the fun stuff for a while.

I like my parents' solution -- never discouraging our imaginations or childhood beliefs, yet without outright "lying" (if you could even call it that). When we got old enough to ask questions about Santa, the Tooth Fairy, etc., they'd smile and say, "What do you think?" -- never admitting, never denying. Even after we'd figured out that our parents were doing Santa's work, we'd still get Santa presents, but always with a wink and a nod. (And we'd thank "Santa" out loud in the general direction of my mom & dad!)

I don't know who mention the Yes, Virginia there is a Santa Claus story, and I think that is a perfect example of believing. Next time a grown up ask me about Mickey and his suit I'm going to reply with a similar answer. Thanks for the tip!

Tinker Bell wrote:I don't know who mention the Yes, Virginia there is a Santa Claus story, and I think that is a perfect example of believing. Next time a grown up ask me about Mickey and his suit I'm going to reply with a similar answer. Thanks for the tip!

Poster would be Feline, who seems to remember everything. ;)

GaTechGal wrote:

You see it all the time when some kid will try and spread the word about Santa Claus or the Tooth Fairy. One can only hope that after this Crush show the parents took little Tammy aside and had a discussion about not ruining the magic.

Ummm... what about Santa and the Tooth Fairy?????

Main Streeter wrote:Poster would be Feline, who seems to remember everything. ;)

Thanks, Mainstreeter, but remember, everything I seem to remember, there are some tings I forget too! And when you're my age, well, you tend to absorb things that teach a lesson. Plus I had a lot of great books to read growing up. And I run into some interesting people from time to time, too.

Now, where's that bowl of chicken noodle soup I had in my minifridge? Oh, yeah, I just ate it for dinner. ROTFL! :D:

GaTechGal wrote:I've never understood those parents that don't want to "lie" to their children. It isn't about lying, it's about planting a little magic inside them - that little spark that they can take out during the dark times to let the light of hope. And if it doesn't get planted when they're little, it's awfully hard to get it to take root when they're older and "wiser". Right Peach?

Luckily I was an avid reader and, in spite of my parents, read all the classic fairy tales. But that was when I was old enough to read them myself. Yes, it is awfully hard but certainly possible. The first step is recognizing that you really need some magic in your life and the second is to begin to seek it out!