a first letter

this letter is the first of its kind in our little family, and thus, a treasure. why he insisted on wearing his shades while writing is a mystery to me, but he refused any assistance, save some spelling. he was positively giddy to sign his name and put it in the envelope, ready for the mailbox. (wink wink). I can't bear to part with it.  I love that his requests are so few and so simple: a nitro ade truck and a bouncy ball. I love the crooked and imperfect letters. I love that he believes.