Ma-me! was wrong, Santa didn't come on a firetruck, he came escorted by police, lots and lots of police. The best part was when the police yelled out really loud, SANTA'S COMING, and all the kids came running outside and there were so many lights, and so many kids and everyone yelled Santa's coming, Santa's coming, and I ran so fast and yelled along with all my neighbors. I had no idea I even had so many neighbors. Especially ones under two feet tall. It was all so very exciting. The running and yelling and lights was even more exciting than Santa himself. Da-da kept saying he was excited to see his tax dollars at work...whatever that means
Look, there's me and Santa! I didn't tell him what I wanted for Christmas because I didn't really like him very much. His big white beard scared me. Though, I did like the neighbors dog. He licked me all over my face.
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I am obsessed! I can not believe the cops came. LOL LOL. That is awesome. I want to move. That would NEVER happen here! EVER. There must not be much going on there...for the cops to have the time to do that. right? But what a great entrance!
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