Cold time is starting. Pretty soon, Daddy and I will go on a trip. He said I'm going to a special party. I hope there are sweets. I like sweets. Mommy is crying.
I think she is sad she can't go, so I promise to bring her back some. We go on a long horse ride. We stop and sleep a bunch of times. I see a building ahead. I can't read, but it looks pretty.
I think that's where the party is at. A big man met us by the door. He seems nice, but I don't think daddy likes him. I follow the man into the building.
It smells nice, like when mommy makes sweets. There are other kids here. They are playing with toys. There are dolls, and trains, and hammers. Lots of hammers.
They play with the toys for a little, then they send the toys on an escalator ride, only on the ground. They look sad. I wonder why?
Outside, a sign depicts colorful toys and presents. Written in red and green letters, it reads,