Dear Laney,
This afternoon, we went over to Amy's grandmother Noni's house. Noni is Italian with a capital "I." If you have a problem, she knows exactly which saint to pray to, and when you get to her house, she asks if she could get you any chocolate, grapes or cheese. How about a mint?
You also got to meet Max today, Amy's stepson. Like every other Moreno under the sun, you loved him immediately. Max had the brilliant idea that you might be more interested in crawling if he put a Ritz cracker on the floor, just out of reach. You got frustrated, but you rallied, and after one big push, you nabbed that cracker.
The crowd went wild.
Things are going to seem awfully quiet in Alberton when we get home.
Love,
Mom
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