Dear Grandma Everdeen,
How are you at 4? It's raining in twelve today so my brother and I can't play by the meadow, but we aren't sad cause mommy is singing all day long.
How are you at 4? It's raining in twelve today so my brother and I can't play by the meadow, but we aren't sad cause mommy is singing all day long.
This letter is written by daddy so it's a little hard to read, but I love watching daddy doing something with his hand, he looked amazing.
I'll write the next letter, won't long though since I still struggle to write my own name, but looking forward to it okay, grandma.
Big hugs
Your Millark granchild
P.S Do I spell our name alright, I write it myself.
I
already sent it to:
http://lettersfromtributes.tumblr.com/
I wonder if it being published already. It has been a long time since I checked it out. LOL
http://lettersfromtributes.tumblr.com/
I wonder if it being published already. It has been a long time since I checked it out. LOL