Dear Santa,

I really appreciate everything you have done for me and given to me every Christmas holiday season. I have had some incredible Christmas morning surprises! The Strawberry Shortcake House~man I loved that thing-and I really appreciate all the time and effort it took to add ALL of those stickers-who knew you should start before 11PM on Christmas Eve? You gave me my second bike (the first one I got on April 15th, during the first year my parents instituted an end-of-tax-season-present) which I still have. And I think the most memorable was the brother and sister shared present of our first gaming system even though neither of us had any idea about it before Christmas morning (was the Nintendo NES for us or our parents?) It came complete with Super Mario Brothers, Duck Hunt, World Class Track Meet (Olympic style games) and the Power Pad that the whole family could use while competing in events like the long jump, triple jump 100 M dash and hurdles.

Thank you also for making my Christmas mornings with my own family so memorable as well. Watching the morning through the eyes of my first son is like experiencing the overwhelming joy all over again! Thank you for sending Pistachio, our Elf, from the North Pole to listen to our wants and needs (yellow socks, black sweatshirt and a book) and keep an eye out for good behavior from his new perch every morning.

However, I do have a question for you…what in your toy and elf filled world over at the North Pole possessed you to send my three year old a fully functional trumpet? A fully functional trumpet mere days (2) before his baby brother was to be born? A fully functional trumpet that he could use to serenade his four month old brother during what should have been his afternoon nap on a Sunday in April? Clearly, you must have been overwhelmed knowing our family was about to have another son? Or maybe you felt a bit concerned that I might go into labor during Christmas Eve or Christmas and the presents would have to make up for my lack of presence? Or perhaps you were feeling a bit guilty that we were about to have another, and just maybe you thought that something big and flashy like a fully functional trumpet would help during our transition to a family of four? Whatever the reason (all of the above), I just want you to know, my three year old LOVES it, finds it no matter where it gets hidden misplaced, and I’m sure it will continue to fill with me frustration JOY for years to come!

Love,

Megan

PS Maybe for this Christmas you could send a rain stick?