Saturday, December 17, 2011

Dear Santa


My name is Leighton Belle and I heard you love milk. Me too.
Someone also told me you know when I have been naughty or nice.
Just in case you haven’t been watching, I would like to share some of my stories.
I can walk. And if you were standing here, I would walk right into your arms.
I can talk. When I can’t find the words, I will laugh at you. Because your beard is funny. And you look like my someone in my family.
I can sing. American Idol…if only there wasn’t a minimum age.
I guess I should tell you that me and the vegetables are not friends. They are always on my plate even though I yell at them. Please do not hold that against me.

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