It’s Christmas morning and I come downstairs I can't find you anywhere but I see a present with a note saying “open me” I tear open the package and peek inside… it’s you! You’re so tiny! You tell me you had yourself shrunk for Christmas by a company called “Santa LITTLE helpers” They shrink you, wrap you and place you under the tree for your loved one to be surprised I am delighted and carry you around placing you into the tree and giggling I suggest we play hide and seek and I have fun crawling around trying to find you in various places I then realize we have to go to your family’s house soon for Christmas and wonder if you’ll stay tiny for that You tell me there should be a regrow pill in the box but there is not I am not too worried and tell you I’ll protect you and even suggest you just stay tiny until new year or maybe forever… Merry Christmas!
