Dear Santa,
This is little Tucker here. This is my first Christmas on earth. I am so excited and I can't stop kicking my little feet when they play those lovely tunes at the mall and in the nursery. I am such a lucky little boy, loved by my mama and papa. Although I spend more time with my papa, I know my mama also loves me very much. She is a very busy woman, but she always sings to me over the phone when she is at work.
I am a very smart little boy, even though I can't walk or talk yet. I know when to cry and when to blink my eyes to make my parents' knees weak. That's why I won't ask for a teddy bear or a bigger milk bottle for Christmas.
Well, I want you to make everyone healthy and happy this Christmas, so my mama will not have to be on call at the hospital. Alternatively, you can make my mama's interns smarter, or you can ask her boss to hire more staff. I think you are a smart person, so you do understand what I mean, right?
If you do, hurry up and hand me my gift. I want my mama and papa for Christmas. I want to be with them together. That will be the best thing for all three of us.
Sorry, Santa. I know I am being a little bossy. You see, I can't write yet, so I have to rely on my mama. I think she will do a very good job, because she is Miranda Bailey, the best resident at Seattle Grace Hospital. Don't tell me you don't know who she is.
Thank you and Merry Christmas!
Little Tucker
Seattle, WA