I won’t be posting a picture of it because it has personal info and is pretty illegible (she used different color inks on colored paper and had trouble keeping the sentences on lines), but I will transcribe it here minus the names. So without further ado, the transcription of The Spawn’s unfinished letter to Santa:
Dear Santa I am six years old my name is ____. My middle name is ____. My last name is Torres and my nickname is ____. But I want a lot of things on christmas. But here is your letter. But you are famous and your very nice. I really like you very very very much. But I want a piano and a guitar, violin, harmonica, toy home, toy
The spelling, punctuation and grammar are her own. Yes there are issues there, but she is only 6 years old. I love that she wants to make absolutely clear that Santa can identify her. (She said this morning that she was worried because Santa doesn’t know what she looks like.) The “famous” line keeps giving me the giggles.
I’m hoping to have her finish it this evening and I’ll update this post when she does.
P.S. I’m not quite sure how she still believes in Santa, but we’re milking it as long as we can.
P.P.S. I figured it out at 4 and promptly ruined the fun for my little sister — not very nice at all.
Guess which part The Spawn typed in while The Spousal Unit was away from his desk.
? You want to watch Episode 1?
! Now that’s a good movie!
Obviously, when she asked to hold the turkey, I was picturing this:
But The Spawn was picturing this:
After I stopped laughing, I explained the actual situation to her because I think it is very important that children understand where food comes from. As is common with me, however, I fumbled my Parental Explanation Roll. So the next question she asked, apprehensively, was: “Will there be a lot of blood?”
Note: I am terrible at editing photos anyway, but the above graphic is supposed to be cartoonish to keep it safe for little eyes instead of depicting something that looks like real blood and tears.
