August 6-18, 2009
I pray for Daddy to come home. He stays away tonight.
Daddy, you come home tomorrow. I want you to. I miss you. I love you.
I want to see Daddy more. We watch DVDs and eat supper too. Poor Daddy only gets pizza not salmon.
Daddy, I see my snack. It is mango and raspberry and pine nuts. I see the red hay mower. It is waiting for Uncle Steve in the field.
Daddy, I spilled my pear and blackberry and almond smoothie everywhere.
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