Dear Santa,
Hi! My name is Kitty. A cat. I'm 3. I've been a good girl this year. Puppy cries a lot. A puppy doesn't say "waaah waaah" when they cry they only say "OooOOOoo!" I jump and help mommy clean the kitchen. I help lion too. I'm not shy with anybody. You're kinda scary, but I like your big fat belly. I already have a present but I want you to bring me a tiger. A big tiger. I want it to roar. His name will be "two" and I'm three. I'm going to make you cookies. A heart, flower, moon and star. I love you sweetie santa.
Love,
Eva
What else is on her wishlist? A cement truck. She's kind of a strange kid. :)
An update on Lyla: Just popped her seventh and possibly eighth tooth. (She won't let me look). Mom's best guess as to what she'd like for Christmas would be paper and electrical cords, but she will end up with something baby safe. Maybe a helmet to protect her from her loving sister. We debated back and forth as to whether it counted as her first word, but she is now saying "HI!" and waving emphatically.
I'd like to add something about Jared and I, but who am I kidding. The only thing we do all day relates to work and the little stinkers.
