Happy Birthday Piercon. (That’s a nickname your dad gave you that I love.)
Here you are in your Easter outfit. Everyone adored you (they always do).
I have so much to tell you about who you are right now. You’re in the bath, laughing and yelling. I said “We’re going to have a pool party for your birthday!” and you said “Dye-da?”
You’re sweet and you make me laugh.
The soup is on the stove, and I’m going to have to sign off for now. More soon.