When I has 6 years old and Toy Story had just come out I begged my mom for a woody doll from the movie. Begged and begged. Christmas came and went, no doll. I kept asking EVERY year though. She eventually promised me the doll but years passed and I never received it.
The last few years I didn’t even ask for presents. I’m an adult now, 22, in college, moved out. Christmas is fun but not a big deal.
My family did Christmas on Christmas Eve this year and we just finished opening presents. 16 years later and here it is. I finally go it!!!! :D
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Now Woody, he’s been my pal for as long as I can remember. He’s brave, like a cowboy should be. And kind, and smart. But the thing that makes Woody special, is he’ll never give up on you… ever. He’ll be there for you, no matter what.
To infinity and beyond.
