That piece of paper in my hands? I decided to write Santa a letter with my Christmas list that I could hand him, so he’d have a written reference. He wouldn’t have to remember, or count on an elf to write it down correctly. Proof I have been ridiculously practical since the beginning of time.
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You are so cute. And practical. And you had access to an astonishing array of Santas as a child. Look at that silver chair. Intense.