Filled with books.
Tate,
even with all of your mischeviousness and teasings, I can't get enough of you.
I love you.
I love your fascination with books. I find you reading all the time. For hours on end.
You're a bookworm, just like your mother.
And I couldn't be prouder.
Way to go bud!
You're perfect. Just the way you are!
Love,
your mother
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