I took dictation for Alden on this note last night:
Dear Santa,
I was nice at the old lady’s who had nine grandchildren.*
I want an all-green soccer ball, please.
We should get Olive and Gus a toy.
I want Gatorade.
Elliot wants dirty socks. Just kidding. But please bring him something.
And I want a shovel to dig in the mines. Mommy will come with me.
I want a cat bed for Olive and Gus that’s super big.
Enjoy the cookies and enjoy the milk. Enjoy the chocolate chip cookies. I know those are your favorite. I want you to have your own pen so you can write down notes on who is bad and good.
And I want lots of Christmas decorations.
Santa, I want lots of toys, but not all of them in the whole wide world.
Thank you, Santa. Love,
Alden
Santa Delivers
I offered Elliot the chance to write a note, but he is not down with Santa.
*His step-great-grandmother. They bonded over a conversation in which she thought they were talking about Elliot and he thought they were talking about a dragon.
jaysaint 