Dakota dreams about being the big boss. She wishes she could tell me what to do. She even stands over mom's boxer slipper, dreaming that it was me.
I hate to be the one to break it to her, but that's never going to happen. I am the big cheese.
And that's the real deal.
A private note: I miss you Aunty Rhonda! I can't wait to see you tomorrow! I'm going to give you lots of kisses, so be ready! And I'm looking forward to seeing Amy again, too!
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Dakota is such a goof. What in the world is she thinking-NOT. Of course you are the big cheese and rightly so.
Delusions of grandeur indeed!!
lol i love the picture over the slipper
I'm so glad I got to see you yesterday! I sure enjoyed my kisses. Aunt Rhonda
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