One very cuddly five year old leaped onto my lap and asked me to write Santa a letter for her. She thinks the computer is probably the best way to get a hold of him.
While typing, I gently reminded her that she may want to be as *polite* as she can when asking Santa for things..which she assured me that she understood...yet, I'm not convinced. What follows is the verbatim letter. You be the judge. ;)
Dear Santa,
Um, How 'bout you get me a Littlest Pet Shop? Annnnd....how about a toy horse, like, a horse that comes with like a metal toy horse that comes with a princess?
How 'bout a toy, like, plastic metal-ish dogs that come with a fence and a leash?
And a fence that has a gate? And a cage.
How 'bout a toy smooshy spider that can stick to things?
Maybe I could have...erm...um, like, a little brush. And my own, like, princess-y stuff.
And,like, maybe a train track.
Maybe a picture flame. (? - I asked for a repeat, just to be sure. Yep. A picture flame.)
And, um, how 'bout a toy alligator that, but it's metal, and it has babies that aren't attached?
Yay! All done.
Love,
Ginger
**And with that, she hopped off my lap in a cloud of burgundy satin and tulle(the halloween princess still makes daily appearances around here) and requested to be taught how to make microwave popcorn.
Very politely, I might add.
