Aug 11, 2002
Dear Brieanna,
I don't have much to report to you in this letter. Our life is busy but calm. The baby is now crawling all over and getting herself into trouble. I think she'll be walking shortly.
Seth needed to go to the dentist because he was wearing down his front bottom teeth. We took him to a special pediatric dentist that had all sorts of toys and video games, and Seth loved it, and has been talking about his trip to the dentist for days. Fortunately, the dentist said that his teeth were okay. He may have had a different, perspective if the dentist had to drill his teeth.
I love you and miss you. I realize that each passing day brings me closer to you.
Love,
Dad.
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