Hey it's me Molly again, I wanna thank you guys for sticking with me my whole life. Means a lot. This past Saturday was a big deal for me...I turned 9-months-old. Hard to believe I know.
I was going to have a low key day But then Mom brought me to Germantown and well, they threw me a parade. People lined the streets. Drummers drummed. Pipers piped.
Secret service Auntie Heather.
Personal chauffeur Grandma.
Hype-woman Autumn.
The racing sausages and Bernie even showed up.
I gave a speech.
"Wow. This is so unexpected. You all put so much work into this. I can't make this about me. This is bigger than me. Most things are. Let's focus on something everyone loves um, the holidays? Yes, that's it. Maybe it's a little early in the season but everyone's so festive and spirits are so high. This should be a Christmas parade instead. Merry Christmas everyone!!"
That was that. The day was dedicated to Christmas. Man does this guy move fast. I couldn't believe that just by the mere mention of Christmas the big man raced down all the way from the pole. I was in shock.
He was pretty down to earth for being so magical.
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