This was what Tod received for Christmas. . .
It started Christmas eve day when I picked up a package from the post office for Tod...
The envelope was addressed: "Master Todd Pharis". spelled wrong, but still intriguing non the less. Under the tree the gift went. Christmas morning Tod opened the envelope to find this note:
Dear Todd,
I saw through my snow globe that you have not been a very good boy!
Unfortunately I am having a shortage of coal so I thought this would be sufficient.
Try to be better next year!
Santa
In the package were 8 Brussel sprouts!! Tod's favorite! He has a LOVE ~ HATE relationship with these. The LOVE is that he never has to eat them and the HATE is that when he was young his parents made him eat them. This caused an involuntary reaction in his stomach and throat which caused them to come back up all over the dinner table. Since that 1 incident he will not touch them and always tells me if I eat them, he will no longer kiss me (it hasn't worked thus far). He was on a hunt to find out who new his terrible "Brussel Sprouts Story" that they would do this to him. He scrutinized the letter for punctuation, spelling, and grammar, and came up empty handed. . .Boy do we have fun with it still. I wonder what Santa will send him next year? He better try really hard to get on that "GOOD LIST"!
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