I met the "big, jolly guy with the white beard" this weekend. Can you believe that Santa came early this year? I really liked him and couldn't wait to pull his beard. He couldn't believe that I was 6 months old already. I probably would have sat on his lap all afternoon, except the line was getting long and lots of other little kids wanted to tell Santa what they wanted for Christmas. I told Santa that all I wanted for Christmas was my two front teeth. Actually - at this very moment, I have two teeth that have just poked through and are officially in. Daddycalls them my snaggle tooth.
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