Dear Sawyer,
Funny things you said recently:
"Drop-off [at school] is sad but pick-up is happy!"
Daddy: You look so handsome.
You: Yeah.
You were upstairs by yourself when you came downstairs and asked me, "Can you be near me?"
You sang this to me while I was cooking dinner last night: "I want to hug my mommy! I want to hug my mommy! Because I l-o-o-o-o-ove her."
Me (waking you up for school): Good morning, Baby Bear!
You (drowsily): G'morning.
Me: Hi!
You (still drowsily): Hi. I'm going to tell you a joke now, okay?
Me: Oh, okay.
You (fully awake now): Why did the train say "choo-choo"? Because it was going on a delicate track! Haha! You get it?
Me (thinking): Not in the slightest.
You: When I'm a grown-up, I'm going to live with Mila.
Daddy: You might have to ask her first.
You: I don't have to ask her. She loves me.
Love,
Mom
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