Early Christmas morning I had to fortify myself with a hearty breakfast:
Gandalf conjured me a pancake in the form of my initial!
Mmmm... pancakes... Oh, sorry, where was I? Right, so there was a lot of work for a tiny elf, what with delivering presents and everything...
I got a whole pile of stuff, I think. I was too engrossed with the wrapping paper to keep track of everything...
In any case, Dad says I was the best gift of all...
Again, I have no idea what he's talking about. I think this may become thematic for our relationship....--Maddie
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Does Grandalf have a USB Pancake griddle, or does he just normally make breakfast in front of his computer?
Dear Barritt and Annabelle,
That's a television. Back before any of us was born, they used to make TVs out of something called "cathode ray tubes," and they looked all funny and square like that. My Gram and Gandalf are from the dark ages, so they still have a couple in the house...
--Maddie
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