This is the time of year when children from all over the world write their letters to Santa Claus.
At 49, I'm fully aware that I'm older than most of his usual letter writers. But, since I was a young girl in the '70s, the technology Santa had to choose from during my childhood was pretty antiquated.
Back in the dark ages of 1972, it was a big deal that my dollhouse had battery-powered lights, or that all I had to do was pull a string to get Barbie to say how pretty she was.
When you think of the technology that's at our fingertips today, it seems Santa could really come through with a few items that would be helpful not only to me, but to mothers everywhere.
Plus, there is always the chance that he would like to make amends for that Chatty Cathy doll that never made it under my tree.
So, without further ado, here is my letter to the man in red.
Dear Santa:
I've been a very good mommy this year. Besides the usual cooking and cleaning that I do every day (please don't laugh, Santa -- I do all those things, I just don't do them very well), I have taken the kids to the orthodontist, the doctor, driven to music lessons, dance lessons, birthday parties, track practice, various clubs, and dances.
I also went to two birthday parties at Chuck E. Cheese's this year; this in itself should put me at the top of the "nice" list.
I know you are a very busy man, and I'm not expecting miracles, but if you get a chance and can send me a few of these items, I would really appreciate it:
- A GPS to find the body I had before having my three children. I have looked for it at various weight-loss programs/gyms, and with a host of workout DVDs, but I can't find it anywhere. I'm getting desperate. HELP!
Thank you. Wishing you and the missus a very merry Christmas.
Kathy
This piece has been previously published on My dishwasher's possessed!
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