Dear Santa
I was a bad girl this year. As bad as Zumba our kitty who licks her paws and ignores the rules. When Ma said we were going to the mall, I ran to get my purse and could not find it. I looked in the big room, but only found daddy's apple watch. So I took that instead. I was so proud when the juice lady told me I owed her two dollars I knew what to do. I held up my wrist to the glass til' it beeped. But when Aunty called me on my cel phone and asked where I was, she spotted the apple watch and called me dad right away. I got yelled at for taking it, and now I'm not allowed to eat my cereal beneath the kitchen table with Zumba. Well, I know, I made this a long long letter but the reason I am writing is to ask you for my very own apple watch.
It doesn't have to be like daddies as long as it beeps like his. So I can buy my little ponies. Oh, and can you bring a bell for Zumba so when she hides I can find her more easy.
Oh and Santa, I almost forgot the most part. Ma made dairy free cookies so no gas this year. She says the Reindeer will arrive quicker without the extra smog.
Ok, I think that is all Santa, got to go brush my teeth now and fake sleep.
Love, M.
ps. this is based on a true story.
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