Dear Mom and Dad,

Things here at baby camp are going great. They have a lot of toys here. One of my favorites is a little car I can run around with and bump into things. I don't know how to steer well yet, but I can hit the gas! (Don't be surprised if those traits follow me into teenhood.) Mom, Daddy said that maybe I get my driving skills from you. Dad, I'm not going to say what Mommy said.

Love,

Adam

p.s.- You remember what I like? I like milk. Please send lots. I can never have too much milk.