Dear Santa,

This is another one of those posts that have NOTHING to do with the missing, but I just can't help myself.
One of my favorite things about Christmas is the pure hearts of children.
My son goes to visit Santa tonight, and as he usually does, he made Santa a Christmas card.

Dere Santa,

I had a Crismas list, but I can't find it. Have a goob Crismas.
Frum _____________.

I didn't have the heart to edit spelling and grammar on this very honest Christmas card. So, I hope Santa knows that sometimes goob really means good!