12 December 2010

Dear Santa

Dear Santa,


I walked into the store yesterday and all I could hear was the jingle of the stupid bells that you had around your ankle.

For the record, you're way too skinny. You might wanna try some carbs, cheese and ice cream to fatten up. It worked for me.


Just so you know, I think that your time is limited in this house. I was already asked why it was that I had to go Christmas shopping. You may not need to stop here for 2011. Just have Rudolph and his rockin' team fly your anorexic self right past here. I'll take care of the rest; I'm the mother, it's my job apparently.


I'm pretty sure that because of my poor attitude, I'm not going to get what I really want for Christmas this year and that's fine. Just bring me a new watch and a new wallet and I'll work toward getting what I really want.



My dad would tell me that I'll just appreciate it more that way anyhow.


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1 comment:

Ethan, Zach, and Emma's Mom said...

My 7 year old !7 YEAR OLD! asked me about the existence of Santa yesterday. I told him that if he didn't believe, he should keep his MOUTH SHUT around his brother and sister. *sob*