I wrote to you already this year, but, please, can you forget my first letter? The one I did with Mom? I know you are very busy with children all over the world to deal with adults as well. That's why I suggest you don't give me any toys and just make this wish come true: bring Mom a boyfriend for Christmas. Not a tiny friend, but a man who could become my daddy.
In return, I promise, I will brush my teeth every night and I will never say bad words again! Please, Santa, I've thought about it really well and I want Mum to be happy. She's not very young anymore, you know. And then it's rusty, a bit like Aunty Annie's automaton. She needs a little help.

Kisses

Margault

PS: I know that your elves are attentive to the wishes of the children and do not have time to spy on those of the adults. So I'm sending you Mom's list of preferences. He is the "ideal man" she described to the neighbor when they thought I was asleep. You see, I too can make a good pixie! It doesn't matter if the gentleman doesn't answer everything, as long as he's nice and doesn't have bad breath.
PPS: It's not specified in the list, but if he could have a dog, that would be really great!
PPPS: Sorry Santa Claus, I shouldn't have written that. Choose who you want, as long as it makes Mom happy.