It's time again for Santa Fake.

Last year, I posted an image of me with a Santa Fake. There, I seemed skeptical of—if not creeped out by—the imposter. (That post was partially an excuse to link to a clip of "Elf.")

Earlier on, I was less jaded when I met Santa Fake:

Suburban Chicago, December 1962. I'm wearing Winnie-the-Pooh mittens. That's a bit odd because I never liked that story.