Dear Mama,
On Friday (yesterday), I built a snowman with Dada. We built a mustache, a scarf and a walking stick. We were there to see it fall over at least. One of the people who took pictures of it sent it to the New York Times, but today we didn't see it in the newspaper. We also made a igloo and I went in it because it was very strong. I was the repair shop person for the igloo, which means I'd fill in all the little holes. And I also held up parts during construction.
I hope that you don't get eaten up by the statue of the crocodile! Tell me if it is big. What was the temple like? Do you still have ice in your water? I miss you a looooooooot!
I love you a hundred meters than the universe!
Love,
Julia
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