Dear Lucy,

I miss you.

I know you’re having fun at Grammy’s house, but the house is too quiet when you’re not in it. No one has followed me into the bathroom today or sat on the floor talking to inanimate objects. I’m aware that Grammy’s house is fun and she has kittens to play with, but kittens smell funny and they could give you worms. So feel free to come home whenever. I mean, it’s not like we’re sitting around with nothing to do or anything.

We just miss you.

Love,
Mama