Dear Dadda ~

Remember last week when I flushed my toothbrush down the toilet.

And the toilet clogged, and you thought it was auntie Leslee?

And mommy couldn’t even find the toothbrush even though she double-bagged her hand and dug around looking for it?

Well, today it reappeared.

Now our toilet is toothbrush free.

Mommy says she remembers vaguely the days when she didn’t even know how to use a plunger.

Olivia was relieved because now I have my toothbrush back, so I won’t get cavities.

Oh, and I pooped no less than a kajillion times today.

Mommy finds it relieving that my bowels work so regularly.

Mommy is an optimist – glass half-full sort of person.

Love, Calvin.