A sweet letter from my little man

This was in my emailbox when I got on to check my mail!  So sweet!!  Yall enjoy!!  I'll update about my day later!!!    Yo Dude and Dudette! (Don't get mad at me, PaPaw taught me that!) Well I arrived at Camp a little after 8 and PaPaw and Gramsie stuck to your schedule: bath/bottle/bed!  And I wanted to party late.  But no, straight into that bath.  I don't like the tub here and I let them know it!  But after awhile it was fun so I toned it down some.  By the time the bath was over my bottle was warm and it food time.  I was rocking and drinking when there was a bumping noise on the door.  Miss Brenda and Miss Katie saw my Element in the driveway and stopped by to see me.  So I didn't want to go to sleep too fast....but I did.  So PaPaw had me in my cradle before 9:00 but I woke up and just laid there talking for a little while.  Katie was watching CSI for the first time and I could hear her in the living room yelling "Gross! Gross!"  But I went to sleep pretty quick.  PaPaw and Katie kept checking on me so I faked sleep.  Around 2:30 PaPaw and I started playing a game called "Where's the Paci?"  I would whine and PaPaw would have to find where I hid the paci and put it back in my mouth.  Gramsie played too! This happened every 20 to 30 minutes until 3:45 when PaPaw decided I probably needed changed and fed. The bottle was already warm when PaPaw and I got to the kitchen where we could see through the open door that Uncle Jon Paul (I think he got his name from me) was playing with his computer.  He and PaPaw both thought I had really filled my britches because of the way I smelled.  So Uncle Jon Paul came to the living room to watch me get changed.  SURPRISE!  No poopie!  I hid it from them and just made them think it was there.  Then I started playing another game with PaPaw.  Once it got that diaper off, I found my toes and the fight was on!  Do you know how hard it is to get a diaper on me when I am all folded up?  PaPaw would push my legs down and they would spring back up!  I even had Uncle Jon Paul laughing at me!  Then I sat down with my bottle.....I looked over at Uncle Jon Paul and thought he might try to get some of my bottle so I started sucking so hard I forgot to breathe!  I had it running down my face and up my nose and everywhere!  Uncle Jon Paul left so I slowed down and found out I wasn't as hungry as I thought.  Only 4 ounces, and then I wanted to talk!  And I did....talk talk... talk.....ta....zzzzzzz.  PaPaw said I was asleep by 4:15 but I was tricking him!  When by butt hit the cradle, my eyes flew open and I was ready to talk some more....which I did for a while but PaPaw went to bed!  So I talked to my self for about 5 minutes and I went back to sleep.  I woke up at 8:00 and started talking again.  PaPaw said it reminded me of the way Uncle Jon Paul USED to wake up...not anymore though!  I had my diaper changed, but still no poopie . I wanted to write to you before I got my bottle.  I laid in the floor for awhile playing with my feet while PaPaw did the typing for me.  We are going shopping in a little bit.  So here is my own typing for yall...Love you and see you later.......,.l/,bnhjugv tyyyyv bnyyyt4sfdvfcfvn hvn  ttrvbr    b fg hnnnnnnnnn UJ7MNU2 A2 QSXZH8