Hi. George here again.
Dad was taking photos the other day and he told me I was a good subject.
He asked me what I wanted for Christmas.
I think every day is Christmas.
I think I love frisbees. I love love love frisbee.
Mom accidentally threw my frisbee on the garage roof and forgot to tell dad.
But dad fetched it down for me.
He knows I love frisbee.
Ok. Gotta go now.
George says until tomorrow, mom's friends . . .