Isa just really really really mad at my Santy Claus cos hesa not called me and its getting closer and closer to Christmas night. Mom says I have enuf time to learn everyfing like flying over chimineys so Isa don't burn my butt, and landing real quiet so Isa don't fall off the roof into the prickley bushes OR wakes those childrens up OR even more importants Isa have to learn to keep that red nose on my face and peoples I tell you its a really hard cos Isa don't really have a nose to hold it on there. Isa just hasa pretends nose that I sneeze with and blow stuff out all over my sisters with. SEE......
I tried to call up my Santy Claus on his special hotline but the onliest person that evers answers that phone is his helper elf who says her names is Alisha and Isa finks its really Puddles elf Chrissy who is a meany to me.
I asked my Momma if that was true and she just huggeded me and said hers will love me forevers...BUT my girls tole me later that if i don't do all their laundry, fold the clothes, lick the dishes clean, and clean off the dangerous stairway where mom piles things, then it could happen.
Isa upset now and I finks Chrissy/Alisha is a meany. I is sending her foster mudder PUDDLES a email right now to inform her.
This picture proves hers has a heart of ice.