Dear Daddy,
This morning was another 6:30 morning, which, of course, wanted to make mommy cry. We got up, I ate, and while mommy ate breakfast you read me stories.
Love, Maya
Dear Daddy,
This morning was another 6:30 morning, which, of course, wanted to make mommy cry. We got up, I ate, and while mommy ate breakfast you read me stories.
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