Dear Santa,
I wanted to thank you for the wonderful gifts this Christmas. We decided ahead of time to spend a day at home, just the three of us, and your presents kept us all thoroughly engaged all day.
Gunne Bear has still not let go of his stocking stuffers.
How did you find that Goofy doll? We went to four different Disney stores and were told by all that Goofy just isn’t that popular. It is his favorite, however, and the look on his face when he saw Goofy peeking out of his stocking was priceless.
I really enjoyed the chocolate covered espresso beans I found in mine. Perhaps I shouldn’t have eaten them all at once, though, as they all hit me at the same time.
The Viking has already sampled his hot barbecue sauce (he put it on our dinner, even though I was cooking with Creme Fraiche.) and declared it a winner.
We all really loved our ornaments, too. We hung them right away, and I was really pleased to see the bacon ornament, as it reinforces my theory that bacon is taking over the world.
As I’m sure you know, 2011 has really been ending on a sour note for us. But watching Gunne Bear with his new train set really went a long way toward ending it on a better note. The expression on his face when he saw his favorite train and the excitement in his voice when he called out, “Toby!” is something I will never forget.
He really enjoyed his new trash truck, too, and we’ve already read the trash truck book three times. He’s thrilled to learn that we don’t need to return this copy to the library like we did so many times in the past.
The Viking looks great in his new shirt, and we both love the color. He already wore one of his new Cool Max shirts out on a run and declared it a success, as well.
Thank you very much for my Spirit Hood, or what The Viking calls my “ears”. I wore them most of the day. A word, though; while I am proud of my Native American ancestry, my grandfather was not Navajo – he was Sioux. And my spirit animal is and has always been Raven. I do love them just the same, however.
I love my new Japanese tea set beyond all measure. I plan to use it multiple times a day and began last night.
About the Slanket, however. While I do understand that you probably thought that because I like to curl up under quilts while I read, that I would enjoy something like this, I’m afraid I still can’t stop laughing. I’m sorry Santa; I just can’t use it. It’s too funny, and it’s all wrong; I like handmade quilts that drape over my shoulders and leave my hands free to touch their many textured squares. I do not want something polyester with SLEEVES embracing me and leaving my back cold. I did like the skulls, however.
I hope you don’t mind that I will be bringing it to my Mom’s Night Out Yankee Swap – One Mom’s Trash Is Another Mom’s Treasure night in a few weeks. I, um, just don’t see it getting any use here.
So thank you, Santa, for making our Christmas so merry yesterday. I know we’ll be talking about this one for years to come.
Love,
Betsy
