Dear Tiny,
Tonight Dad and I ordered take-out from the grill down the street and a moment after we hit the "order" button, I realized I didn't actually want what I ordered. It was too late to change it and I ended up in a angry with myself, which led to a mixture of crying and laughing because I felt so ridiculous. Hormones! We laughed about it for a long time and then when Dad went to get our food he brought me flowers to cheer me up.
He's my best friend and I'm very happy that you will be a mixture of the two of us!
Love,
Mama
