Dear Mary, Alex, Kirk, Barrett, Anber, Kyrie, and Papa,
I am at the airport and you are still asleep! Thank you to Papa for helping me wake up three hours early so I could be on time. I got to the airport at 430 this morning, without any troubles – except that I thought I was parking close but it turned out to be the wrong end. Silly Mama!
I paid $35 to check our suitcase full of book, and was grateful to Grandma and Grandad for their help in this endeavor. Please pray our suitcase gets all the way to New Orleans right away so that we can sell lots of books. I had to carry my backpack of clothes, my tube of posters, and my purse with my lunches for this week.
When I took them through security, I saw my friend Jared Anderson, who was in my ward where I got baptized five years ago. How funny is that? He as busy working hard making sure the airport is safe. It is his mother who gave you most of your school uniforms.
I was glad to be through security and able to rest for a minute. I spent another $5 to buy some yogurt for breakfast, using the gift card left from checking my bag. I also got some water to have with me on the airplane.
Now it is 5:30, and you are still asleep! I prayed for you this morning, and I read 2 Nephi 28. Here is what it said:
My plane is here!
I love you!
P.S. Papa will show second graders how to write back to me if you want. Have a good day!