lacychef
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I got this in my email today & had to share
I love it!
Dear Santa,
>
> I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my
> Children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor,
> Sold sixty-two cases of girl scout cookies to raise money to plant a
> Shade tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread
> my List out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter
> With my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry
> room Between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time
> in the next 18 years.
> Here are my Christmas wishes:
>
> I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except
> purple, Which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the
> breeze;
> But are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy
> aisle In the grocery store.
>
> I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh
> Month of my last pregnancy.
>
> If you're hauling big ticket items this! Year I 'd like
> fingerprint Resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music;
a television That doesn't broadcast any programs containing
> talking animals, a Refrigerator with a secret compartment behind > the crisper where I can Hide to talk on the phone.
>
> On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes,
> Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who
> don't Fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without
> the Use of power tools.
>
> I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat
> in The living room" and "Take your hands off your brother," because
> my Voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can
> only Be heard by the dog.
>
> If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for
> enough Time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning,
> or the Luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it
> being served in a Styrofoam container.
>
> If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to
> Brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to
> declare Ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.
> It would be Helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the
> house Without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an
> organized crime family.
> Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my son saw my
> feet Under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back.
> Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door
> and Come in and dry off so you don't catch cold.
>
> Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or
> leave Crumbs on the carpet.
>
> Yours Always, MOM...!
>
> P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can
> keep My children young enough to believe in Santa.
>
> *Santa has asked that this gets passed on to all the mommies you
> Know*
>
I love it!Dear Santa,
>
> I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my
> Children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor,
> Sold sixty-two cases of girl scout cookies to raise money to plant a
> Shade tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread
> my List out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter
> With my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry
> room Between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time
> in the next 18 years.
> Here are my Christmas wishes:
>
> I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except
> purple, Which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the
> breeze;
> But are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy
> aisle In the grocery store.
>
> I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh
> Month of my last pregnancy.
>
> If you're hauling big ticket items this! Year I 'd like
> fingerprint Resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music;
a television That doesn't broadcast any programs containing
> talking animals, a Refrigerator with a secret compartment behind > the crisper where I can Hide to talk on the phone.
>
> On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes,
> Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who
> don't Fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without
> the Use of power tools.
>
> I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat
> in The living room" and "Take your hands off your brother," because
> my Voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can
> only Be heard by the dog.
>
> If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for
> enough Time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning,
> or the Luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it
> being served in a Styrofoam container.
>
> If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to
> Brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to
> declare Ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.
> It would be Helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the
> house Without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an
> organized crime family.
> Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my son saw my
> feet Under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back.
> Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door
> and Come in and dry off so you don't catch cold.
>
> Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or
> leave Crumbs on the carpet.
>
> Yours Always, MOM...!
>
> P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can
> keep My children young enough to believe in Santa.
>
> *Santa has asked that this gets passed on to all the mommies you
> Know*
>
