Dear Baby Mac,
Daddy says you’re the size of a plum.
And, now, I’m hungry.
Oh, and thanks for easing up on the hangover thing. I’m starting to feel more normal. Although I can’t button my skinny jeans even though I’ve been jogging almost every day.
Right now, I want to go to the movie theater, so I can put Milk Duds on top of some warm, buttery popcorn.
And, you know, maybe see a movie.