Dear Mia,
Your letter reached the North Pole on a windy morning, and I read it twice by the fire. Thank you for the cookies last year. I’m told the reindeer ate most of them.
The elves and I heard about your big year. Learning to ride your bike without training wheels is hard work, and I bet Biscuit cheered from the front step. Helping Jack tie his shoes was kind, too. That is why you are on my Nice List.
You asked about a bike with a bell. I can’t promise what will be under the tree, because that is up to the elves and your family. I did pass your wish to the workshop, and it is on the list in their best handwriting.
Give Biscuit a scratch behind the ears for me.
Merry Christmas,
Nick, from the North Pole