Dear Santa,
Thank you for your generosity for the last 28 Christmases. You really came through for me – even that year when I had to spend Christmas at Grandma & Grandpa’s house — you know, that one that was miles from home and had no fireplace or chimney? I can’t believe you found me! Anyway, I really appreciated those Cabbage Patch dolls and Pound Purries and Tiffany cassette tapes and all. But here’s the thing: Now that I’m grown up, all I get is boring stuff like mixing bowls and sweaters and books with NO PICTURES. I can’t be the only grown-up who feels this way. Please help, Santa. I’m including a list of suggestions below. I promise to make an extra good batch of cookies for you this year. And maybe even slip a little rum into the eggnog for you, too.
Sincerely,
Me





Mrs Claus loves to read your blog and is sorry to hear that Mr Claus has forgotten to bring you some “fun” gifts along with those practical gifts. Though I do recall him bring you a pony not so long ago!
I will have to remind him that Anne wants some fun things along with all those practical things he has in mind for you this year. Thanks for the reminder that there’s still a kid inside the grown up!