How You Roll

Dear Mackenzie,

When I walked into JieJie's room tonight, I didn't see you but I heard your muffled voice: "Ding dong! JieJie! I'm a package!" You were rolled up in her comforter and JieJie kept reading the book she was reading so after a short bit, you called out again, "JieJie! Can you open me? I'm getting hot!" Hahahaha!

After JieJie opened her "package," I told you that I liked the game you had just invented. You proudly told me that you'd also invented another game involving being rolled up in the comforter: "I can be sushi! I'm the salmon!"

I love your imagination, sweetie!!

Love,

Mom