Dear Ava,
Your father and I put up the Christmas tree over the weekend. You refused to touch it, but loved standing as close as you could to it while laughing hysterically at it. You would face it and scoot from side to side like you were unsure of what to do. Your father and I just about died laughing.
Love you,
Momma
Oh and p.s., I just LOVE the footed jammies Lola sent you!
1 comments:
I love how you write to Ava on this blog. And hope you are saving it somewhere or printing it out for her later. Love you!
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