I think she's figured out where the presents really come from
Herewith Maya's letter to Santa Claus (I realize her spelling does not speak well for her education in English up to now. Apparently she has little use for the traditional spelling of words normally thought to end with the letter e.)
Dear Santa,
Pleas come again this year. I'm going to be a vet when I grow up and then I'll care for your rendeer when they'r sick. I hope I've been good.
Love,
Maya
Dear Santa,
Pleas come again this year. I'm going to be a vet when I grow up and then I'll care for your rendeer when they'r sick. I hope I've been good.
Love,
Maya
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posted by Sarah at 9:07 AM
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Audrey asked me yesterday, "Where does Santa keep his reindeer when he's at the mall?"
I had to think fast for that one!
Good question!
Maya told me today that it's the movie "Elf" that made her not believe in Santa Claus any more. For shame, Will Ferrell.
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