Dear Santa
I have been very good. Really, since I spent nine months of the year vomiting mashed-potato and cheese I didn't get the chance to be particularly wicked. In light of my unusual virtue, here is a list of things I would like in lieu of coal.
A Kari Me Fun baby sling, burgundy for preference in order to go with my scarf and umbrella.
A Grow with you wooden highchair for seating the n00b at the table.
Some more blu-rays, because I only have two.
Smelly bath things. At the moment the baby takes fun baths, but I take rushed showers, and this must change!
A wind-up torch for shooting aliens in the dark.
Book tokens. I am so behind on my reading I haven't even seen the latest Pratchet!
A whiteboard for my kitchen, so I remember to buy lemonade.
Oh, and although Francesca is too young to know you exist, should you wish to leave anything in her stocking, she is currently in 9-12 months babyclothes and likes toys that make a noise. I assure you that apart from vomiting milk all over me as I typed this post, she has also been a very good girl this year.