Isaiah Joseph,

It’s getting colder here, but your siblings are still living their best lives in short sleeves and shorts. It’s not too cold, by any means, but they are still in Hawaii mode with how they dress. Elijah put on a long sleeved shirt today for about a minute and complained that he “hates how they feel with the sleeves” and then changed. However, tonight it’s supposed to get down close to freezing so I told them tomorrow they must dress more appropriately for the weather.

Ellie was telling me tonight that she had a dream about you the other night. I don’t think I believe her, though. I think sometimes she says stuff like that to make me feel better. She said that you were dressed up like a “Lego Master” for Halloween, that you were very happy up where you were, although you missed us, and you had all the pizza you wanted. After she told me about this “dream”, she hurried up and told me, “please don’t kill yourself”. It was random, came out of nowhere, and it’s sad that’s where my kids’ minds are going.

I’m really tired, baby boy, and it late. I love you more than anything. Goodnight and sweet dreams.

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