Dear Italy; I love reading travel books about you, so I can pretend I am rich and can afford to come visit.
Dear butter lover; no matter how many times I show you what a serving of butter looks like you will still give me sass and say "well daddy lets me have this much" (sigh). Please not the orphan/homeless hair, we also don't like to brush our hair anymore. #nannyproblems
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