He IS Real

Dear Dadda's Work,

Mommy was hoping I would write to Santa Claus but I really can't say I like him at this point.* For now, all I know is that you took us to see Mickey Mouse and so I think writing you is a much better idea. I wish I could go to dadda's work everyday...He gets to see Mickey a couple times a year...wow! This time he asked if I could go too, and you said yes!!

So we got on a plane, and I started watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse Best Easter Party Ever. (Umm maybe I will also ask you for a few different DVDs just to mix things up). Then we took a bus ride to a very small house that seemed to impress mommy even though our own house is much bigger. From there we started walking...and then suddenly we were inside the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse!!

Mickey IS real. And I got to meet him, Minnie, Donald, Goofy, and Pluto! All at once! Every day inside the cartoon was a new adventure. In the morning I would climb into my stroller and wait patiently to leave the small house so as not to waste any more time there. One night we went to the food and wine festival where dadda seemed very busy. I didn't care too much for the food or the wine but I decided to be on my VERY best behavior in case Mickey was watching.

Well I am writing you this letter so you can hopefully keep me in mind for next year. Also, if you could put in a good word with Mickey that would be great!

Next year I'll probably tell you what I want for Christmas. But for right now, "Achoo! I sneezed. It's windy. More snack? Thank you. Again! Ho-ho-ho...!"

I love you!

Karina

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

*why do they want me to sit on a strange man's lap? I'll take his cookie and run though.