Sunday, May 14, 2006

Mother's Day

Dear Mom,

I love you lots. You are a nice person who buys sardines just because I love them. You hold me even when I've walked on the kitchen table in front of company. You hold me even when instead of jumping down off the table when you say, "Dougal not in front of company" I gak up some black plastic bag on the table instead.

You love me. You call me "~~nice~~" when I do things like that.

I love you too.

Happy mother's day!

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