July 9, 2014
Hootie pens a letter
We signed up for a service with Zoe’s camp where we can view photos from the week and send her emails. The counselors print them out every morning and deliver them, so each night M and I compose a message and send it along. (In other words, I barf on the page and M reads it and says, “Yeah! That sounds good!” and then we send it along.)