Dear Dada,
I love you very much. You are the best Dada in the whole wide world. I feel like you're never going to come back to me. Today I made ice cream. Tomorrow night there is going to be a potluck and we made ice cream for the potluck and I got to have two scoops of ice cream. Knock knock. Who's there? I. I who? I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream! One of these pictures is about me and Parker having dinner on the roof. Shawn has been getting bigger and bigger.
Love,
Jules
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