Then Mommy and Daddy let me open one xmas present from them. I got walkie talkies. "Rover, Daddy!"I didn't want to go to bed that night; I was so excited!! I kept talking about how Santa was coming down the chimney to "see me". He must have woke me when he came by because I climbed in bed with Mommy at 3am and asked if the sun was up. My lazy parents finally got up at 6am. I was a little nervous about the new toys. I mean, they appeared out of nowhere!! It took me awhile to warm up to them and play. But I have been so busy ever since.
"Santa, I have been REALLY, REALLY good." Why does he look so shocked about that? Who's he been talking to anyway?
Forget that fat man! I'm just going to wrestle with Levi.
Ok, maybe I should be nice to the guy or he's not going to bring me anything. I know! I'll give him my friend's car as a token gesture! And then maybe he will pass it on to me Christmas Eve.
Time for a serious discussion about the different definitions of "naughty" and "nice".
After much coercing from Santa, Mom (who even went so far as to bribe me with a brownie without any luck!!), the other Moms, and even some of my 3 yr old playgroup buddies, I finally stood close enough to Santa to get a picture for the annual Christmas ornament. But I am NOT getting on that jolly man's lap!!! 
While some of my friends sing and dance, I look for Mommy and Daddy. (They were actually hiding behind other parents so that I would not see them and make a run for them. So mean!!)
What's this??!!?? All of a sudden I feel the urge to join in the song and dance!
Upon arriving home this afternoon, I have been singing and dancing the Christmas songs nonstop that I refused to do during the program. (I prefer solo performances!!)
I helped Mommy do some decorating for Christmas. It made me kinda loopy after awhile. I started getting Halloween and Christmas mixed up together. The ornaments on the tree that Mommy gave me needed to go "trick or treating".