Dear Daddy, since you went back to Spamalot....

I'm not the same.



My eyes are acting funny, from crying,
and missing you....(I didn't know I had 2 Uncle Jeromes)

The grass isn't green,

Moms jokes aren't near as funny, as yours were, (but don't tell momma).I gotta tell ya daddy, you are funny!:-)

My bottles are pretty boring, same ol milk, milk, milk.
I smiled a real cute smile at momma yesterday, when she was getting a Mt.Dew out of the fridge, but she just looked at me, picked me up, and put me over her shoulder, started patting me on my back. I burped, and I didn't even get a sip of the Mt.Dew, daddy.

When momma leaned down to pick me up, she spilled a little bit on my cheek I was trying to get it when Raleigh came over, and ......
Darn Raleigh!
Good Ol Durham, now he just comes over and looks at me.

Cousin Jamie came over today, and fixed up my hair for next weeks doctor visit, and for MY trip to Spamalot.
She fixed it just like yours used to be, when you first became a Star, she says.
She was a talkin out loud,
" Well, it worked for your daddy, and made all the girls swoon, so it'll work for you too. Then she held up the mirror for me to take a little peek.
Look at that , daddy, I look just like You. I'm gonna be a real ladies man, just like my daddy!!
Ok, real soon, momma and I, and the gang, will be heading to see you in our new place in New York.
and Momma said she is going to take me on walks to see ..... and downtown NY,and....
Gee daddy, missing you makes everything blurry.

So.... we are all packed, ready to get on the big bus,
so we can be together,and see all your Spamalot friends in NY.
I sure miss you daddy,
Love, Parker