Dear Aunt Sarah,
How are you? We are ok. This is just a reminder that in little over two months its going to be our birthday and Christmas. We are working on a list to distribute to all the relevant people in our lives. I think for
Not funny blondie, I want more then candy.
What, meats and cheeses?
Well that would be nice but I want toys, and books, and clothes and to be an only child and…
Ha ha funny sister dear. You haven’t seen my mirror have you?
It’s never out of your hand how could I see it.
It’s gone missing and just was wondering if you knew where.
The last time I saw it was at Uncles house. Maybe he kept it.
He’s got mirrors at his house why would he need mine…I’d like to take the big mirror he has in the rabbit room and put it in my room.
Why so when you wake up in the night you get scared by the horrible site..
If you were there
Any way we stayed the weekend with Uncle while mom did something.
Its just not as fun. The balls have lost their luster and that cookie monster thing is just weird.
It scares you doesn’t it
No its just creepy. Kinda like you.
Quiet
So we went out and got in his Blazer and drove out to his work. Well
You didn’t look so hot either
We got Happy Feet and watched it. Uncle said something about a fire and that darn disc.
Sunday Savannah made a fool of herself.
Me, I remember you right next to me.
But your bigger so people will remember you more.
Sure
Then we went to the park where one of uncles old lady friends works. We have a picnic in the air conditioned office. You liked that place didn’t you
No not really. I really didn’t like it when someone jumped on the bridge and made it bounce when I was trying to walk across it.
What are looking at me for..I was just having a little fun. I think uncle wasn’t to happy with you. After we left there we came home and had to take a nap. Uncle makes us take lots of naps….I think its so he can get away from
No I think its so he can have some peace and quiet from you Chipmunk
Jaws
Blockhead.
Godzilla
Til later the Cute one and her sister.
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