Thursday, December 20, 2007

Not expecting a lump of coal!


Guess who I visited today in between screaming fits at the mall? SANTA CLAUS!!! Despite my cranky behavior this morning, Santa told me I had been a very good boy this year and that I would get everything I asked for. My list is pretty small this year. Last week, when my babysitter asked me what I wanted from Santa, I could only think of one thing... juice. I think Santa is relieved that my desires are few and my vocabulary is limited. Shoes, juice, cheese, socks... all easy orders to fulfill.
Merry Christmas, y'all!
Love,
Weston