Dear Lily June,
While your dad and I have been wrestling with a stomach bug, I’ve been suspiciously absent from writing your letters. But I muster up enough energy now to tell you the thing you’ve been waiting to hear: Boo, baby! Boo!
Happy first Halloween, Lily June. There’s a kernel of truth to the fact that it’s pretty corny to dress up your baby for Halloween, but shucks if we aren’t all living it up for the day of the undead.