Dear Scarlet,
Today you threw a huge fit. It was a thrashing, screaming, biting, pretend like the entire world is ending sort of fit. I could not calm you down for the life of me. Aunt Carly texted me in the middle of it and asked if she could call and try to talk you out of it. At first you weren’t having it, but eventually you started to make conversation with her. She told you that she really missed your smile and asked if we could take a picture of it and send it when we got off the phone and she’d send a picture of her new teacups. You agreed. You are so lucky to have so many wonderful people in your life, near and far. A few minutes ago we were talking about why you threw such a fit in the first place. You said, “Remember when Michael ran Meredith over with his car? He didn’t see her. It was an accident. Accidents happen. Sometimes when I cry, it’s an accident.” And that’s why I can’t stay mad at you.
