I just wanted you to know that I’ll still not be back in my old house by this Christmas.
We put up this tree to help you find us. Staying in the trailer was fun at first, but now I’m getting tired of it. Sometimes my friends and I play like we’re famous rock stars traveling to concerts in our trailers, but they never really go anywhere. I think I’m ready to go home. I can use a new bike and Mommy keeps talking about wanting something called an N-surance adjuster. She might need some batteries for that, too. You can leave the presents under the tree but if it rains I’ll put a key under the doormat. Sorry I can’t leave cookies this year, but I promise I will next year if I’m back in my house.