Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

This year what I really, really want for Christmas is an iTouch. Of course you already know that from the post scripts I added to my kids’ letters. Were the pictures too much? My husband (a.k.a the Stud) thought they weren't necessary, but personally I don’t think anyone can go wrong with visual aids.

I noticed you didn’t mention my addition to the letters when you wrote the boys back. But then, you are a busy guy, right?

I’m sure you know I’ve been a really good girl this year. When Middle and Oldest decided to bake a cake on their bedroom floor (with extra eggs and brown sugar) I stayed calm. When Youngest yanked my carefully ordered notes off my desk (I swear she grew two inches overnight) I only mumbled under my breath a little.

Plus I think we’d both agree I still have a serious backlog of nice held in reserve for not losing it when Middle stripped down in McDonalds a couple years back.

And even with all the talk in the publishing industry about delaying NY ebook releases and their stubborn determination to cling to DRM, I’ve done a pretty good job of keeping my opinions to myself. Though just between you and me, a lot of the industry have their heads stuck up their a—um, I mean stuck in the sand.

But getting back to the iTouch, I’m sure I covered the many benefits of a multi-use device in the boys’ letters. I don’t think I need to add how much of a procrastinator I am to begin with (you know all, see all, right?) and how much this will help me save time. I’ll even promise to keep the game app downloads to a minimum.

Well, have a safe trip this year, Santa. And Mrs. Claus doesn’t need to know if you decide to indulge in a few extra cookies after tucking that iTouch under our tree. :)