Friday, April 22, 2011

dear jeb,

I think I may have fallen in love with you. When you first arrived in our home, you made me claustrophobic. I have to admit, you have a huge A. But that is beside the point...and I have gotten over it. I figured we would adopt you out, leave you to your humid Portland home while we moved on.

But I don't think I can move on. Not without you.

Especially so since you have a new friend.


You've squeezed yourself into our hearts. I guess we squeeze you into our moving truck.

Love,
Mom and Dad

P.S. Sorry we never dust you. I can't see up there.

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