I recently sent SJ a postcard that looked like this:
It said something like:
Dear SJ, how are you? I saw this postcard and I thought of you. Isn’t it funny AND pretty? Roosters aren’t supposed to be pink! Ha ha ha ha ha! Anyway, that’s all for now! Is this your first postcard? Love, Uncle Joe.
Sure, it’s not the most gripping postcard ever written, but she’s 3. Play to your audience. I thought it was fun.
I hadn’t heard about it from my brother, so I asked him. This was his response.
YES. And then he sent me this.
Some days you just miss the shit out of your family, you know?