Dear Great-Grandma,
Well, I am in North Dakota. How about that! That is what my Mommy and Daddy tell me, although I really don’t know anything about it. What I do know is that we got in the car and drove all day and then I fell asleep and woke up a couple times in the middle of the night and we were still driving and then I woke up in the morning and we were STILL driving and then I took a nap and when I woke up we were STILL driving and then finally we stopped driving. We got out of the car and some people helped us take everything out and now we are staying in a building that is not our house.
I still have my own room. I get to sleep in my own little nest. It is a big mattress with a sheet and my lamby on it and some things around it and one little corner open so I can get up and go play when I wake up in the morning. It’s not a crib but I can’t roll out, but I can get out on my own. I can’t describe it very well so I hope you understand what I mean. Anyway, the neat thing is the fact that I don’t have to wait for Mommy and Daddy to let me out of my crib anymore in the mornings. I just get up and do what I want! I really like that. There is another mattress with lots of my toys on it. Once I slept on that mattress because I thought it would be more fun, but it wasn’t really, so I sleep in my nest now.
Mommy and Daddy have a room across the hall from me. They have a big bed and some desks and dressers and I like to jump on their bed. That is a lot of fun.
We eat our meals in a big room with lots of people. There is plenty of food to eat and it is usually pretty good. I like chips and ice cream and grapes. I have to eat other stuff too, though. Oh! And chocolate milk is really good, too. In fact I think that might be the best thing I have ever tasted. Do you like chocolate milk?
I get to play with other babies here. There are a lot of little babies and a couple of older babies but I am the oldest one in my group. There is another group with even older babies but I don’t get to play with them, at least not during the day. I think they are all older than 2. I am not 2 yet. That doesn’t happen for six more months, says Mommy. That seems like forever to me. Mommy says we will be back home before I am 2.
I do kind of miss home, but I also like it here. There are a lot of people who are nice to me. I miss my Mommy and Daddy a little bit during the day because they are busy while I am playing with the babies, but they always come back to get me, so I guess it is okay.
I heard you were in the hospital again. I don’t remember the hospital but I do remember the doctor’s office and I hate it when they stick those big needles into me. I don’t want them to do that any more, but Mommy says it is good for me. She also says I only have to go one more time until I am 5 years old, which is a whole lot older than 2. Mommy also says you don’t ever have to go back to the doctor, and that the doctors are going to let you go live with God when you want to. I don’t really understand what that means, but I think that they must be nice doctors to let you do what you want. Mommy says that we will miss you a lot when you are gone to live with God, but someday we will go live with God too and then we will see you again and not miss you any more. I think that sounds good to me.
I love you as much as I can, Great-Grandma, and Mommy does too. We will keep writing to you as much as we can until you go live with God. Mommy says she is having a good time here in North Dakota and that she is going to learn a lot this summer. Daddy is keeping busy chasing me and doing his work. We are meeting all kinds of interesting people, and there will be games to play and places to visit. I will tell you all about it as often as I get the chance.
Now I am going to send this letter through the computer to Oma (that’s Grandma Karen, you know) so she can bring it straight to you. That means it won’t have my signature on it, but you know who wrote it anyway.
Love,
Isaac