Dear Folks,
This year, I asked Mommy and Daddy if I could be the one to type up the Christmas card insert. Now that I am almost two years old, I think I have a pretty good handle on the situation here in the Slushville. After all, I do have everyone running to and fro at my slightest whimper. All I have to say is "NANA," and lo, someone feeds me a banana. Drat if I can't get my mom to feed me more than three or four bananas a day, though. In the coming year, I hope to work up to six or seven a day. Just you wait until I learn to
climb up on that kitchen counter. I will eat bananas and watch Elmo and be invincible!
This past year, I've learned to walk, run, and climb. Just yesterday, I hopped up on a
ladder my silly Daddy left in the living room. I nearly scared my mama to death. You should have seen the look on her face when she saw me on the top rung! I reckon' she'll be gray in no time at all. I am also starting to talk. Really, I have a fine grasp of the English language (as evidenced by this astonishing document), but I have observed that the more helpless I act, the more I am catered to. Why mess with a good thing?
Well, I guess that is all for now. I hope you all have a good Christmas. I am thankful for baby Jesus, and for all the Elmo toys I expect to get on Christmas morning.
Love, Hatchling
Merry Christmas from the Slushville!
May Christ's blessings be upon you and your family during this holiday season!
"The Lord has done great things for us, and we are filled with joy."
Psalm 126:3
Great new design, by the way! :D