papa said no more stuffed friends for me because they make a terrible mess and are a waste of money the way i go through them
but then he sent mama to the pet store around christmas and she came back with a santa bear
and i ate his leg and his hat and his arm and his other arm and his head and opened up his belly and tore out all the stuffing and threw it around and found his squeaky heart and tossed it in papa's lap and he said "see" and mama said "she's not done" because i still had a pile of fluff and one booted little foot to scatter all over the house!
and i did
here's what i love:
christmas
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