Dear Strawberry Jam,
As I'm writing you, I'm coming out from that depression of recalling what I've been through with your Daddy's family before. They had thought I would steal him, snatch him from them and play him around him little finger just so I can get his money. Although now that idea seems inevitable as we are living off his salary, what with me being jobless, I just really have to show that shouldn't be the case and that they needn't worry.
On the lighter note, I've made an initial "ANGEL" print on the yellow bib your Mamilou bought for you and though I didn't expect it, it turned out fine. Your Daddy texted, by the way and said he en chocolates through one of his shipmates.
Love, Mommy
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