When Daddy wasn't looking, I rolled over to his computer to write you about something very important.
Unfortunately, they make computers for long armed people only, so I perused facebook for a bit and then Mommy offered to type my message for me.
As I found that I was unable to express what I really want for Christmas through a scribe, I decided to make you a video.
I hope it is clear what I'm asking for.
Please pause Mommy's song at the bottom of the blog so that you can hear my song better.
Can you help me out?
Thank you for your consideration of my request. It would just make my life so much easier.
Thanks a bunch. I think you're toothrific.
(they call me Chubbs McPhee)