Did you ever snoop for your Christmas presents when you were younger?
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I’m pretty sure snooping for your Christmas gifts is an unwritten kid rule.
of course not!!!
What a LIAR LIAR PANTS ON FIRE!!!!
I did all the time!!! Hiding them in the closet behind stuff isn’t a very good hiding spot! hehehe
no I didn’t.
YOUNGER??????????? you still do it….jenny
yes i snoop when they are wrapped!! And I’m quite a good guesser 🙂 But I don’t go searching all over the place like I did when I was younger.
Younger??? how about older too? LOL
Jenny and Jason both snoop and blame Hunter saying Hunter wanted to see who that was too. LOL
Oh MAN!!!! LMAO!!!!! LOL Jenny!!!
I think I sort of did. I mean, I remember the times when Mom and Dad would come home, make sure we were all in bed “sleeping,” and then drag huge plastic bags full of loot down to the basement. And of course we investigated the next chance we got (we were latchkey kids) and figured out where the stash was. BUT, I for one was afraid to actually look at what was in the bags.
My brother did look and he got caught at it. It was a bag of stuff that the Santa at the school program was to give us (of course provided by the parents). Dumb brother went and told our other brother that he’d gotten a glimpse of a Scooby Doo game, in my parents’ earshot. My dad then said that gift was supposed to be for him, but now he wasn’t getting it. (He did get a gift, just not that one.) My brother was so upset, and I think that made all of us afraid to ever look at the presents again. Though I could be wrong – only my brothers know what they did when I wasn’t watching.
Of course!
I only did once, and they were already wrapped. I never really wanted to – I always enjoyed the excitement and surprise of opening the gifts, and didn’t want to ruin it for myself. So even now, when Steve and Josh say that they’re shopping for my birthday/Christmas presents they know they don’t have to tell me “don’t peek”, because they know I’m neurotic about NOT finding out!! I’ll either shop in a completely different store if we’re at the mall, or I’ll bring a book and hang out in the truck while they’re inside Walmart or Target or wherever.
Yes. I would very carefully open, and then re-tape it. I never got caught. I only did it to one or two, every Christmas. That’s not bad, for me.
Oh I was so bad for this.If I couldnt find it tucked waaaay in the back of this long closet mom had(which is where they usually were hidden unwrapped, and I had to dig my way through clothes)I would unwrap them from under the tree and carefully wrap them back up.I am still like this in that I just can not wait to know things.I just have to know!I do remember how disappointed I would be come cmas and I already knew what I got while everyone was opening their gift and here’s me trying to pretend I was surprised!Kind of took the fun out of it all.
I did when I was young but I’d never do it now. Like Karen just said, it’s really no fun when you know what you’re getting. There could be something on Paul’s dresser and I wouldn’t look.