Dear Adeline and River, I am ridiculously good at Street Fighter II. I have yet to find another human being who can consistently beat me.

Dear Adeline and River, I am ridiculously good at Street Fighter II. I have yet to find another human being who can consistently beat me.
Dear Adeline, Fancy Nancy. It’s in that book. On the third page a shaggy dog sits inside of a brown suitcase. Every time we turn to
Dear Adeline, Your mom and I sat down a few months ago to define who we desire to be as a family. This may change,
Dear Adeline, Mystery brings a life of adventure and love. A life devoid of it is anesthetic. Like a hospital surgery room it is cold,
Dear Adeline, Concerts are fun. They are also deafening. Hence the reason we don’t live at concerts. Some folks are like concerts. They are loud
“Think outside the box” – painfully elusive for an adult, no other choice for a toddler. Adeline, your tiny toddler creations litter our home. There