Ruth-Michael, you are such a sweet, sensitive girl, especially to the ones you are close with. You remind me of myself more and more every day. Yesterday I had gotten on to you and told you to go play by yourself and you were feeling sad and weepy. You came and found me and I asked if you were okay. You gave me a long hug, then a kiss on the lips and told me you loved me. Then you gave me another hug and another kiss. Then you asked me to please swim with you:) which I could not resist at that point. Papa told me when he was picking you up from school everyone was putting toys away. Most children were just throwing the toys in the bins, but you were carefully stacking the puzzle pieces in the box according to their colors. You are really good at taking care of Abby-Jones. When we are at Driftwood you will take her to the bathroom for me, but you can't get her clothes back on, so you come back carrying them with a naked Abby-Jones behind you. You play by yourself so well. You have an excellent imagination. You love for me to read to you, and you are learning how to sound out words like c-u-p. You also love to draw and color. You can entertain yourself for a long time with these things and I love your artwork. You like to display your artwork on the strings that I have tied to the posts of your bed. You are an excellent swimmer. I never worry about you in the pool. Iddy plays really rough with you but it doesn't seem to bother you. You act like it does but I can tell you really like the attention from your brother. I remember feeling that way, too.
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