Dear Auntie Sandy,
Mom has allowed me to borrow her account so I could drop you a quick note.
Mom and Dad are both well. Mom still gets sad about Auntie Paula, in fact she woke up this morning sobbing as she had been dreaming about her. Mom asked Dad if it would ever get any better and he said not so much better but different.
Of course Mom doesn't have much time to be sad at the moment, she's too busy making biscuits and cards to send out to friends and neighbours. Don't tell her, but I've tried several of her wares and they're not toooooooo bad.
I am so excited about Christmas. I've been practising my present opening, Mom leaves them on the table for me and I open them and then she wraps them all over again and hides them in the loft. I heard her tell the rest of the house that unlike previous years Santa won't be leaving the presents under the tree, what a mean man! If I get a whiff of him I'll make sure he thinks twice about being so mean.
Christmas Eve should be good too. We're having another Italian Extravaganza made up of pizza, lasagne, lemon ricotta cheesecake, tiramisu, garlic bread, pizza, ice cream, a bit more pizza and of course a tiny bit more lasagne. I'm not sure what everyone else is eating though!
I think we might all have to start Shrinking Saturdays in the New Year!
I'll try and Mom or Dad to post again before Christmas.
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