
While I’m all bragging about I made this. I need to admit, I made this too. I probably owe you an apology for that last one. Sorry.

Dear Jack Much like every other damn thing in my life right now, I’m late on your birthday letter. Yesterday you turned 7. Holy smokes, that was fast. I can hardly believe you will be baptized next year and therefore finally accountable. I’m looking forward to that long awaited nap, or eating bonbons all day....