It doesn’t matter how old I get (not that I am old, mind you), I LOVE the Peanuts holiday specials. Last night Charlie Brown’s Christmas was on, and I enjoy it as much as if I were ten.
Snoopy cracks me up! He’s hysterical and he sleeps in the dog house. What more could anyone want from a four-footed beast?
My problem with these specials is that FringeMan seems to think that I was just like Lucy as a child. He’s wrong of course.
Mom, please tell him he’s wrong.
I do think she makes a pretty good psychiatrist though.