I met Santa for the first time (Well, actually it was the third time, but this was the official visit). I was a little scared and I did not smile, but Mommy and Daddy still got a cute picture.
Here I come, Santa. I've been a good girl.
There was a machine that sprayed snow on me when I opened the mailbox.
Pushing the button for the Naughty-or-Nice Meter. It pointed to nice, of course.
Santa please bring me more teeth. This teething thing hurts.
Santa and Me.
This is the video of me meeting Santa. I was not sure about it and I started crying at the end, but at least they had already taken the picture.
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