There was ANOTHER party at Paradise Park tonight.
It wasn't in my honor this time...
it was for SANTA!
I told Mom I really wanted to talk to him.
How else would he know what I wanted?
(although I have spoken with Farley our elf and written Santa a letter).
But, as soon as The Man In Red appeared,
I got really nervous again.
And Weston started to cry again.
Mom said it was deja vu.
But, after we hung out with Santa for a few minutes,
we found out he was a pretty cool guy.
Still not going to sit on his lap,
but high-fives were flying everywhere from me and Wes.
Much better this time!
How can you not like a guy who likes Paradise Park??!?!!
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