The neatest thing happened the other day. The door bell rang and a large box was delivered and my foster mom said it had my name on it. I was so excited because I thought Santa had arrived early. In the box was a brand new bed just for me. I liked my other bed fine but my foster mom was worried it was not big enough for me because when I stretched out all the way my legs would be off the edge of the bed. The new bed is awesome, my legs do not hang off when I stretch, and it sits right next to the toy box. Even more exciting, my foster mom says it was not from Santa, so I still have Santa to look forward to.
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