Dear Della,
This morning we were laying in bed together (my favorite way to wake up). We were looking at a little book that Granna had given me years ago which was difficult for me because I didn't have my glasses on.
"Wets wead dis witto book."
"Ok, we can read a few pages."
"Five, fow, fee, seconds..."
I love you,
Mama
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