REPLY: H-I-T!

Your shot: hit!
My shot: A8

Greetings, Mother!

Answers:
Yes, I said I made my own oatmeal. Yes, I do it myself now. Yes, I think you and I should make breakfast, lunch, and dinner. How does that sound to you? Something like rice, some cooked vegetable, and fish (not raw, of course). Okay, that's fine with me: not knowing exactly when you are going to come home.

My day was perfect. I did not get my name on the board. Today I brought Baby Icing (my little horsey that I got for my 7th birthday). This is unusual: we had gym first thing in the morning. I think today was part of our physical fitness test, I don't know. We did push-ups, and we... it's hard to explain... but we stood on this measuring thing. There were two bars and you stood on the outside of the bars. The box was wood. There was this white thing in the front of it. Kind of like a big piece of paper with these numbers on it all the way up to 11. You would stand on the box and put one hand on top of the other hand and put your arms high in the air. Then you would bend down and put your hands on the front of the box. There's numbers on each side of the box, so there were lines from each number, even half of each number, they were inches. So you would have to stretch down and touch the wall as far as you can go down without bending your knees. Then Mrs. Barrett would follow the line from your fingertips and whatever number that line was at she would write on a clipboard. Do you kind of get the idea?

Daddy says I should go because it is 8:00. Goodbye, I love you, I wish I could see you in the morning. Until you come back.

Love,
Abigail