Why aren't you sending me emails?

For some reason, you are not sending me emails. I mean, you’re work computer is just fine. It’s your laptop that doesn’t work, but your work computer you can still use.

My day was perfect. I played Viva Piñata for 4 hours! That’s a long time, isn’t it? Right now, Daddy’s doing my email for me. I’m just saying words, and he’s typing them. Balen’s asleep right now. I’m keeping track of how many sentences Daddy’s writing. My Daddy is going to write 20 sentences total, and then 2 more, then Love, Abigail. Right now we’ve done 12 sentences. The more sentences we do the more periods I add. I threw up this morning and after lunch. I almost threw up a third time today, but luckily I didn’t. I just spit a little bit. I’m having a good time with writing my email. I love writing emails to you. I’m changing how many sentences I’m writing to 30 sentences. Since I only have two more sentences, and that’s 20 sentences, and that won’t be a very long email, and I know you wouldn’t like that. I did 20 sentences already, and this sentence I’m doing adds to 21. My plant is doing okay, my Daddy just watered it. It has two new leaves growing. I’m looking at it right now. I’m throwing dead leaves from my plant away. My Daddy’s water glass has eyeballs. My plant has two big leaves growing that are just fine. I didn’t really have a lunch. My Daddy ate it for me because I wasn’t feeling good. That’s the time I threw up. I wish I could see you in the morning, but I can’t. I love you, Mommy.

Love,
Abigail