When I was little I got into trouble at daycare for lying because I told a fellow classmate that Snoopy had stopped by my apartment to bring me a balloon. The teacher told my mom when she picked me up and mom said, “But Snoopy did bring her a balloon. Elizabeth isn’t making up stories.”
On the way home she had The Talk with me and that is how I learned that all of my cartoon friends who’d visited me were really Aunt Pat in costume on her way to various singing telegram/flower/balloon delivery jobs.
