Sunday, January 29, 2012

Twue Wuv

Today, I went out to run some errands and visit my mom (who had hip replacement surgery last week and is recovering nicely). While I was gone, my beautiful, loving daughter sent me an email, presented here in its entirety, unedited and without comment, for your consideration:
Subject: When?
Mom when are you going to be home? It's 4:12 I'm not having much fun without you. I want you to be home by 5:15. I want to play on your phone.

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