Sorry my email's short

Sorry I can't do the shot and sorry my email's going to be short.

Well, my day was fun. I should add an "ny" to that. And you know what that spells: funny. Do you know why it was funny? It was because I was playing ping-pong with Uncle Zbig and every time we used a ping pong ball it would get lost somewhere. Some were in sight, and some weren't. We used up all of the balls. Well we didn't really use them up, but all of them were hidden somehow, except for a few that were in sight. It was pretty funny. Some balls did crazy things like one rolled around on my head then back onto the table then I bounced it with the paddle again. And it banged into my nose two times, my eye two times, hit me in the forehead a few times, 3 or 2, hit me in the lip two times, rolled behind little screens leaning against the pool table a few times which I had to go under the pool table behind the screens a couple times. The second time I banged my head because my head was accidentally too far. Well, anyways I think I should go. Well, I don't have to go, but I just want to. I'll send another email tomorrow morning so I can tell you what happened today.

Goodbye, I love you. I almost said I'll see you in the morning. Not to you, but "I'll see you in the morning" to Daddy. I should be saying "I wish I could see you in the morning" to you but I can't. Well, anyways, until tomorrow morning...

Love,
Abigail