But, this year we met a lovely Santa.
He first saw us a couple of weeks ago. It was in the afternoon and we were covered in dirt! But, he came straight over to us and started talking directly to me! He held my hand and spoke so only I could hear him.
Then, he spoke to my sisters, gave us all a stamp and told Mum that if we wanted a photo, to come back anytime and he would happily hold me so I wasn't in my wheelchair.
Well, Mum finally got a chance to get back there today.
My sister's were a bit scared, but I liked meeting Santa!
I tried to steal Santa's beard (he told me it's pretend - it's too hot here for a beard!) and so he held my hand.
The ladies taking the photo were really good and let Mum choose the best shot.
We actually got an ok photo! Not an easy task with us three!
Thanks Santa!
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