Dear Mommy,
I am sorry for being naughty at church today. I was very confused. When you were holding me I thought I wanted to be put down. But then when I was down, I wanted you to pick me up. And I was so wiggly because I liked looking left, and then right, and then behind, and then in front, and then upside down! But thank you for letting me pull your hair and chew on it. It is so comforting to me when I am tired. Please don't change your shampoo, it tastes great. Oh-and don't cut it either.
Love, Creighton
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