This is a difficult thing to post, not for any negative reason. No, my Santa was just so damn perfect that my slightly limited english vocabulary isn't enough to express how much I love it.

First an apology, I haven't been checking my mail box every day, so this might be horribly late.

Ideally I should have read the letter first, but the hat is so perfect that I had to put it on, and then I had to gush over the yarn and look at the adorable owl pattern.

Then I had to cry a little over how perfect it was. Followed by opening the balcony door because it's so warm with the hat, but I can't take it of.

Everything about it is perfect, the colour, the slouchness, and how warm it is.

Santa, you were worried that it would arrive late and that it wasn't the perfect gift you had imagined. But you were so wrong. It's the best thing ever.