Hello, My Dear.
Hello, My Sweet.
I know you’d never do anything wrong, never sass-back, never tell a fib. I know you’d never think of being anything other than my pleasant, lovable, treasured baby girl.
But just in case you forget… Just in case you get out of line…
I want you to know…
that I have about 50 photos of you…
dancing to a Wii game.
And I’m (obviously) not afraid to use them.
