Dear Riley,
I probably don’t tell you enough (or tell him enough!) how great your Daddy is. He is so much more patient and playful with you than I. During a possible tornado in our neighborhood last night, he insisted we get you out of bed to take cover in a closet. How many Dads would do that?
He plays for hours with you. And he documents the whole thing.
I have two best friends: you and your daddy. You only have one best friend: your daddy. No one compares to him in your eyes, or mine.
I love you and your daddy.
Love, Mama
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