Dear Daddy.....

This is Liv. Your daughter.
(If I spoke normal English, this is what I would say to you.)

While you've been away visiting the Japanese people, and Taiwanese, and whoever else you visited, I've had quite the adventurous few days.

First: I went to a dog show. I loved the dogs so much I was going bananas. This is me. I know, I look kind of homeless. Aren't I cute?

Funny story, daddy; I saw this white long-haired doggy who was about the size of my left leggy, and I just had to go pet it. So I walked very gentle-like up to his face and softly put my hand on it's head. I pet it. Then SUDDENLY....out of no where....a very angry, angry person in a funny looking women's turquoise business suit (with white tennis shoes) came screaming from across the room.

She said, "Don't touch my dog! Get away! Get away!"

I got scared. Then she looked at mommy and said, "I don't pet YOUR children!"

For some reason mommy laughed, really hard. I think she said something like, "Oh my goodness, this is a freak show." And then mommy commented about the very prevalent representation of the 1980's french braid. And all the dog owners looked just like their dogs. You can imagine what this doggy's owner looked like. Fluffy.

Anyways, back to me....

Second: Grandpa Larry had a big day. I got to go to Grandpa Larry's courtroom. You know why? 'Cause he had a retirement party!!! He was very special to a lot of people. I'm not sure the people that he sent to jail like him very much, but other than that, Grandpa had lots of friends and very important people there to pay tribute.

While everyone was chatting away, I kind of got bored, so I got lost. Ya, mommy didn't tell you that on the phone did she. Well, while she wasn't looking, I ran into one of the 6 elevators in the court building and pushed lots of buttons. The door shut. And mommy couldn't find me. Lots of old people were looking for me...and I was found. Anyway, not a big deal right?

Third: We went on a hay ride. And for some reason, everything was so funny to me that night.

And last but not least, I went to the Emergency Room.

Let me explain. I like candy. And I saw pills....that looked like candy. So I ate 'em. Aunt Erin and Aunt Angela called the poison people, and they told me to go to the hospital...FAST! So mommy took me. They poked me, put weird machines on my body, and bodda-bing bodda-bang....I was outta there in 6 plus hours.

So needless to say dadio, you didn't miss much while you were away.
I love you!