A Christmas Story that 'they' will never let me forget!

This was the family Christmas card back in 1969. I was two and a half years old. This is B.A.D (before Aunt Debbie, I tell Bryant). This was the year I got coal in my stocking. As the story goes, my Mom and Dad took me Christmas shopping at Rich's Department store in Nashua, NH (which no longer exists). My parents had heard a rumor that Santa was in the area. They were pushing me around in the cart, hoping for me to meet Santa. Guess what? Santa just happened to be there, shopping himself that day. They were so excited for me. That is when it all goes downhill. Santa walks over to us. He tried to shake my hand and say hello. I looked him straight in the eye and said "My Daddy will beat you up!" Oh my! My parents were in shock. They have no idea where that came from. They laugh about it now. Out of the mouths of babes. Oh, and I get reminded of it every year. Not just at Christmas! I am sure there is a story about my sister, somewhere in the past, that is just as bad. Til I find it, it is all about me....