Papa has arrived finally to tour India with me. His flight ended up a little late, and those nasty customs people tried to detain him, but I broke him free.
After we broke out of the airport, we then rushed back to the hotel. An hour and forty-five minutes later we arrived and got checked in to our new, posh little room. Much nicer than my other accommodations. We should have had Papa visit a long time ago, then maybe my stingy daddy would have upgraded us sooner.
Anyway, it is late, and I am tired. Tata for now.
6 comments:
Dear Papa,
I love you, Papa. And I wan to say I love you.
Love,
Frog Prince
Dear Daddy,
I love Daddy. Bring me a present. and Food.
Love,
Sheepie
Dear Daddy,
Please Bring me a present, dear Daddy. I love you.
Love,
Frog Prince
Dear Travelling Froggie,
Hurbert and Little Froggie Love you.
I buyed froggie jammies. They have your face on them.
Love,
Frog Prince
Dear Travel Froggie,
Please bring me back a present too.
Love Sheepie
To all involved in the present getting:
Can you tell what is on our children's mind today... I swear I've raised them better than to ask for presents, but apparently that's all they care about today.
I on the other hand *coughpresentscough* don't ask for such things, and am merely writing *coughpresentscough* to tell you I love you....
Love *ahempresentscoughahem* Kate the Great
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