I don't know much about you. Although, let's be honest, I don't know much about me right now either. I imagine you are a bundle of energy. That won't go away. I imagine your piercing blue eyes melt your mom and dad's hearts. That won't go away either. I imagine you're bright. That will serve you well in your life. I love you, AND I like you, as our dad would say. Hang in there, little buddy. The best is yet to come.
You in 23 Tears
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