I can't believe it's your 7th birthday already. It was only (already?) a month ago that I flew out to see you (okay, to see you, your parents, and my parents too.) How time does fly!
I hope you had as much fun playing around in the sun with me, as I had with you. I enjoyed watching you open your Christmas presents. I hope you like your birthday gifts as well. I have a pretty good idea you might. After all, between the Red Sox, books, and dinosaurs, I think I'm okay for now. It's when you get older and move to the next thing, that I'm in trouble.
Love ya bud,
Aunt Nettie
Seriously, what am I going to do when he moves on from this boy stage? What's after the dinosaurs? Anyone? I need to start preparing so I can go to the next museum or ball-club thingy, or have the IT guys prepare me on the video games. I can sorta, kinda already speak the "Red Sox" or "Star Wars" stuff, as well as some "Disney Channel."
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