I miss you right under my feet while I am making dinner.
Oliver misses using you for a overstuffed teddybear.
Claire misses trying to jump on you and ride you like a horse (very small dwarf pony)
Jane misses you, just because.
Daddy misses having to scoop up your poop (what's left after you had breakfast anyway)
Be a good boy!
You and skitts be good for Aunt Aimee and we will get you out here soon.
You family in Arizona.
PS do you think Scorpions taste good? Do you think you could kill one? Let me know. -Mom