Last night, my 5 year old daughter received a phone call... from SANTA! Actually, it was my best friend at work, Heather...
pretending to be Santa. Wait, if you don't believe you don't receive, so maybe it really was Santa, I don't know. Anyways, Riley told "Santa" she wanted a Justin Bieber doll. FIRST, I've heard of this. And of course, "Santa" aka Heather, told Riley that he/she would DEFINITELY bring her one on Christmas morning. Again, first I had heard of such requested gift.
Riley went to bed talking about Bieber, and woke up talking about Bieber.
Therefore, being the awesome momma I am, I braved the awful ridiculous crowd at Wal-Mart this morning to track down a shaggy haired, girly voiced, hunk of plastic so my sweet girl would not be disappointed when "Santa" didn't provide the highly desired toy that he/she promised her.
In other words, Santa/Heather Bundy, you owe me $18.88
Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a Bieberlicious goodnight! ;)
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