Dear Kylan, the stress from all your climbing and curiosity is seriously going to do me in. I've been thinking how stones get smooth when they are worn down, how come we get all wrinkly?
Dear Kayla, this morning you did not want to go to school...please be happy for school for just three more weeks! (You get one bead for being so good at Burger King, you would have gotten two if you would have eaten your food)
Dear Jaida, after chasing after Kylan all over Burger King (and he figured out which door he could open), cleaning up Joey's poopiness and then listening to him scream because he shut his thumb in the door, I looked over at you and you were sitting quietly eating your fries...is this a first?? I'm giving you two beads!
Dear Monty, I'm glad you came to Burger King to share in all of its chaos. One of these days we'll be wishing our kids were little again and we could buy them all kids meals...or so I've been told.
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