Daddy and I have had an almost 20 year tradition that you've now taken part in. Every time we drive to or from Columbus at the Nashville halfway point there is a store called Hoosier Buddy. As we turn the corner Mommy says to Daddy, "Who's (Hoosier Buddy) your buddy?" Daddy responds, "Who's your buddy?" Now you've joined right in and sometimes you'll say, "You're my buddy," or "Cousin Jonny is my buddy." You were so happy summer came and Jonny was up with his dad, Uncle Gary. When you first met up again you ran around the corner of the garage, ran to him reached up and rubbed his head and gave him a big. tight. hug! You two were HAPPY! We roasted some hot dogs on the fire pit and you all devoured a container of fruit together. You race, play with bugs, swim, fight, take baths, swing, sleep, read books, and make up games together.
Love, Mama
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