Santa was here and he left presents for me!
He gave me a tree branch.
And some shiny garland.
And what the hell? Is this some kind of joke? I can see and touch the toy, but I can't get it out of the box and into my mouth.
Daddy took the toy out of the box for me. Santa could learn a thing or two from Daddy. Anyway, the toy was a tasty car, which is now back in the box to take to Goodwill. Mommy and Daddy think I have enough things to put in my mouth and the race track neither works well nor fits in my mouth.
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Cameron, I am sure your cousin Jackson will be giving you a lecture on your word usage---remember, the word its self isn't the problem, but how it's used. You might want to discuss your parents' vocabulary with them sometime..... Love you, Grandma Dene
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