Belated Merry Christmas

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FINALLY! My Christmas Post. I know, I know . . . . I'm about two months behind two months late. But you know what they say: better late than never!

Anyway, let me start from the beginning and tell you the whole story.
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It was the night before Christmas and all through our home,
not a creature was stirring, not even my bone.

I dreamed of fun chewies and cookies to eat,
A new ball, a bunny, or new window seat!

The first box to open in the morning was mine,
OMG, sooo excited I can't finish the rhyme!
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I scratched open the box (my mom and dad helped), and found three of the most amazingly fun toys ever ever ever EVER!!! It's kind of funny, though. I could have sworn that I smelled something that smells JUST like my toys hiding in the cabinets. Probably just Santa trying to throw me off the scent.


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I got a Kong frisbee just like my friend Wrigby has! I'm always stealing his at the park, so I guess Santa knew that I really really wanted one!

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I also got a Chuck-It Flying Squirrel! I love these things sooo much, but I don't know... I think I love my new frisbee the best. Mom, can you please stop taking pictures so that I can play with my frisbee?

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Ok, now THIS is cruel. Yes, Mom, I love my skineez squirrel, but can I please please please have my frisbee back?????

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Oh, thank goodness. I love all my toys, but you know what? This frisbee is the coolest of the cool!

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I'm going to the park to try this thing out! Who's coming with me?!?!?!