Tuesday, December 1, 2009

My letter to Santa this year:


3563 Long Island Rd.
Barrachois, NS, B1Y 3N3

December 1, 2009

Dear Santa,

It’s nice to see you when you come to my house. I am going to have cookies & chocolate milk and I hope you bring lots of toys for me.

I would like you to bring Hungry Hippos, if you still have them. (I got it last year, but didn’t play with it, so we gave it to a family who lost everything in a fire. Now I want it again.) And a Barbie. I want a Hannah Montana doll with a stage that lights up; you could probably steal that from a store, or even pay for it. I saw it in the store. And I even want a ring – not like a fake one, just a beautiful one, a sparkly one. And I want a key for my race car. Oh, and I want a race car… like a real race car. But I’m just kidding. (laughs)

Madden is my little guy, my brother. He’s a little guy who poops a lot. He wants a Hannah Montana doll, too. No, I’m just being a silly girl. Madden would probably like a race car, too.

I’m a good girl sometimes, will you get mad at me if I’m bad sometimes? It’s hard to be good all the time because my Mamaidh & Dadaidh get cross at me sometimes because I don’t listen. I will try so much to be good.

I don’t want anything else, that’s a lot of stuff… too much stuff. Some surprises would be nice, too, please. (He’ll be happy if I say ‘please’.) I’m going to go to bed at 8:30 on Christmas Eve.

You have a great journey, Santa. Thank you.

Love,




Brenley Gillis, 4 years old

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