When I got home from playing with SoulFire this evening, Isaac met me at the door with a carefully-wrapped package. I opened it, and inside found a carefully-folded piece of paper. I opened it, and it read as follows:
Dear MoM You
are luvly and
cyot do You love
Me to
love ISAAC
My five-year-old son thinks I'm lovely and cute. Can life get any better?
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