Salaygoos Salaymah

Dear Nathen i like you becus yoursmort love your freed Miles

Katie hav a great day love Miles

Mrs. Hardman (aide) i like it when your hear love Miles

Macie i hop you stil like me love Miles

Rhett i hop your fealing graet love Miles

McKenna you rae so biewtuful love Miles

Shaffer i like it when weply togthr love Miles

Camberly i like it how you pay atetchan love Miles

Ashtyn i like you’r voies love Miles

Crittenden (teacher) i like it when you teach love Miles

Jane it is cidav siley when you blok my way whenIm puting my suff away love Miles

Zac i like it when you sit by me on the bus love Miles

Brody you hav the coolist backpack love Miles

Gabriella i do cinda like you love Miles

Daegon it is funy taht you wear snowpants love Miles

Jocelyn i like you so much love Miles

Larell you rae so coll and nice im bing nice toyou love Miles

Kayo i like you becus yourcool loveMiles

Bailee i like your haircut love Miles

Logan i like you becus your nies love Miles

Boilikeyou becusyour a cowboy love your freed Miles

(and here’s a letter he wrote to me while I was away this weekend)

Dad i hop your having a grate chrip wahte are you doing thair i hop you hav a grate time thair love your sun Miles.

(He then realized that I was coming home, so he rewrote it in past tense.)

Dad did you hav a grate time on your chrip was it nise thair i hop it was I wode like to go thair with you some day love your sun Miles

Vicki stayed with SJZ while MTN was in CA for a debate field trip.

Owen woke up early, ran to Vicki and said, “Hey Grandma!”

Vicki said, “Owen, you need to go play, Grandma doesn’t feel well right now.”

Owen said, “Oh, I don’t know how to play that game.”