*flips the page over*
You know what they say: "A couple" means two and "a few" means thirty-nine.
Look, the truth can be tough to hear. That's why we have Jennifer.
Sit back and relax, Santa. Take a load off. You carry all those toys around. They must be heavy. You know what isn't heavy? Dollar bills. Tens and ones please, kthanks.
Somehow, Calvin's slick business talk made his gigantic list of demands seem all together pretty reasonable. 10 really is a good laptop age.
Emily...wanna be best friends?
This kid knows you gotta butter Santa up, hit him with some jokes before you lay down the business. His sense of humor and his present requests gives me the feeling we will see this guy on the college stand up comedy circuit in a few short years.
Santa will forever cherish this information and loves that you trusted him enough to tell him.
Between being a dragon and having a pet dragon, I'd rather be a dragon too.
P.S. Have a happy Arbor Day.
Look, Jacob knows what he wants. And it's a sausage.
Two of these things are not like the others! Ooh, also, snowman necklace.
I think this must be the most polite letter ever written requesting a "GETO BLASTER."
If Santa doesn't deliver on his promise, there will be ho-ho-hell to pay.
They say "honesty is the best policy," so it's worth a shot. As least he knows he was naughty. That's got to count for something, right?
Oh boy, little Emily here is quite the skilled guilt tripper, is she not? You can just see the quivering lip and the puppy-dog eyes (literally).