Tonight, Daddy breezed in here after 8pm because he had dinner with recruits. He proceeded to torment me by messing up the puzzle I had just worked and scaring me such that I fell and hit my cheek on a piece of furniture. I currently am holding an ice pack on my face to try to minimize my bruising. Mommy is typing this for me because I don't know how to type. I am only three years old after all.
Love,
Bear
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