Dear God, thank you for my family and my room and thank you that Mommy and Daddy don’t fight like the neighbors do. Thanks for the nice teachers I have and for a wonderful, sometimes, sister Kylee. Thanks for the good food to eat but not broccoli. Sorry, God, I can’t thank you for broccoli.
One last thing. Grandpa piles a lot of magazines behind his chair. Please help the ladies in Grandpa’s magazines, the ones who don’t wear many clothes. I hope the people who read those magazines will send them money so they can put on more clothes.
That’s all. Until tomorrow night, your boy Camden