This is Grandpa Porcella writing, otherwise known as "PopPop". I would
have sent you a letter, using genuine paper but your parents tell me the
mailman in your neighborhood doesn't take his job very seriously, which
is to say, my letter might never make it to your house.
I hear you have a very nice house. I hope I will be able to visit you there some time.
I'm also a bit worried you won't get this letter on your actual
birthday. That's partly because PopPop finds it difficult to remember
that when my day is just beginning, your's is ending. You are very far
from where I live (Philadelphia).
PopPop's other excuse is that there has been some family excitement
going on here, too. Aunt Chloe and Uncle Dave (and cousin J.D.)
received a little baby boy this morning. His name is Caleb and he is
your new cousin. He was born on your birthday! That seems like a
special birthday present to me. You'll be sharing this birthday with
your cousin for the rest of your life. I hope that will help to make
you special friends. (You should be a special friend to all your
cousins in any case.)
When we last saw you, almost two months ago, we were living in an
apartment. You and your mommy & daddy stayed there with me and
Grandma. We're back in what J.D. Calls "the Big House" now. The house
was broken by a big storm but it's mostly better now. PopPop and
Grandma are happy to be back in the Big House. We want you to visit us
here whenever you can.
I hope you had a fun party today. I heard it was supposed to be a
hoppin' time with lots of people and noise and toys. I hope you got
some fun things to play with. We wish we could have been there with
Well, I'm going to stop writing now. PopPop likes to write letters but
he has to keep in mind that you have the attention span of a (brilliant,
of course) one-year-old.
Now you be sure to help your daddy with his schoolwork, and I want you
to use all your imaginative powers to keep your mommy & daddy amused
and off-balance. We keep you in our prayers.
P.S. Grandma will Skype you soon. She's with Cousin J.D. at his house
and I can't get her to pick up her phone. (But that's pretty normal.)