That was not to be. No sugar plum fairies for me. I'm so bored out of my mind and really exercising self control in not rushing downstairs to see what's under the tree. I've been catching up on blogs that I haven't read for awhile since 5ish. You know what? I think it was really mature of me not to wake everybody up at five like I might have when I was younger...
I CAN'T WAIT TILL 7 I'M GOING TO WAKE EVERYBODY UP AND WE'RE GOING DOWNSTAIRS TO OPEN GIFTS!! I'M SOOOO EXCITED!!! WE GOT MY DAD A NEW TV FOR CHRISTMAS AND HE DOESN'T SUSPECT AT ALL AND I KNOW THAT YOU WON'T READ THIS TILL AFTER HE KNOWS ABOUT IT SO THERE IS NO WORRIES ABOUT RUINING THE SURPRISE!! SO HA! AND I ALSO WROTE MY SISTER A LETTER FROM SANTA CLAUS AND SINCE WE'RE GETTING MY GRANDMA A NEW PHONE, I WROTE HER A LETTER FROM ALEXANDER GRAHAM BELL! YOU KNOW THE GUY WHO INVENTED THE PHONE? OOOOOO! I JUST LOVE ALL THE GIFTS AND SECRETS AND FESTIVENESS (rockin' around the festive bush!) MOST OF ALL FOOD!
What was I saying about maturity....? anywho, "I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas from the bottom of my He-art!"