My dad got me a car. I push it and sit in it. I'm going to learn to drive.
For two days this week me and my mama rode

I sometimes go to Leeds and then my mama goes away for a while and my dad takes me fun places. We go shopping, or look at dogs at the dog home, or go to the library and read books. My dad's fun.
I'm too big for my sleeping bag, so I have my own quilt for my bed. If I roll out from my quilt and fall asleep, somehow my quilt moves back on top of me while I'm sleeping. I don't know how. Once it didn't, though, and I got really cold and woke up. I had to get in bed with my mama and dad to warm up.
Love,
Franklin
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