Wednesday, December 18, 2013

From the Mouth of Peter

Dear Santa Claus,

I hope your reindeers OK. And I hope your wife is OK. And I want a control monster truck, Santa. When ita be Christmas? And weeks? And then you can give kids presents. But Angel is not getting present. He gonna get a lump of coal and rocks. And Angel will get not a toy, not for years. 

And I hope you give me a present. And Merry Christmas, Santa!

This is why I can get a toy:

-I have a Buzz but I wanna give it to someone else who needs it. But instead of Buzz, that means I can get a control monster truck. And I love you, Santa. 

-Ith you're nice to people, Santa? Then go man, go!

*Editor's Note: Ummm...can you tell I have not been in a writing mood lately? I think it's because I feel like I have SO MUCH to blog about. Therefore, I blog about nothing. I've been a bit down. So...have patience. I have much to share in the coming weeks. 


  1. Missing your blog posts. Looking forward to having you back after the crazy holidays.

  2. Precious. Can't wait until you are in a writing mode again!



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