I’ve had a great time with Ute and Ralph. This is where we are staying.
It is hot here, and we lay out on the patio every day.
Today I got kind of mad at Ralph because he made us pose with our blankets. Mom, it was HOT! I felt like I was sick or something. All those pillows. Danny is really nice, and he wanted to kick the blanket out the window. I threw a pillow on the floor.
Fanny liked it because she had a new baby bear, I call him Lanny. Lanny liked cuddling under the blanket. Fanny kept KISSING him on the ears. Blaaaah
Ute is cute. I still love Ute best. I think Danny should stay with Ralph, and I’ll go home with Ute. See how nice she holds me so I won’t fall. I LOVE Ute, Mom. She was tickling me under the chin. I didn’t even kick her.
Bye, Mom. I love you.
You haven’t told me anything about the trips you are taking. That is a lovely picture of you and Danny with Ute and Ralph. But, where were you? It is so beautiful!
Remember when you were making those blankets? You were so sleepy you could hardly sew the line straight.
You stayed up almost all night. Mama is glad that Ralph took a picture of you three with your blankets. I hope you picked up the pillow. Those are Ralph’s new pillows.
Have you been to Ronda? Everyone talks about how beautiful and historic it is. You know how much Mom loves history.
Kalev misses you and wishes she had come along with you. Chloe says hi, too.
Write soon, Love Mom
Dear Mom and Dad,
OK I’m going to send you some pictures, and you have to guess where they are.
I was a little scared here because it was a long way down to the bottom of this wall, and Danny sometimes likes to wrestle and pulls me backwards. We were both on our good behavior.
We wanted our picture taken with this arch. It’s really old. Like maybe Roman times! I bet Roman soldiers built it! Do you think they did, Mom? Ralph let us sit on the table so we could look at it better.
Ralph had to wear sunglasses here because the buildings are so sparkly. Do you love them, Mom? Did you guess yet? Go ask Dad. He doesn’t get lost like you do.
I gotta go. We’re busy, Mom. Sorry!