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Dear Noah,
I hear that you are having a good time and participating well in activities. Both Mommy and Daddy miss you and can't wait to see you on Friday. Today my colleague Brian gave me an old dirty oven for cooking stuff, and I'm trying to clean it, but it is really really really diiiiiiirty! Actually, pretty disgusting. Yuck! Imagine it being black inside the oven, and after I wash it, it's shinny silver metal. Nice. I also put string on all the spice racks to make sure that they don't spill the spices when closing the door. Fun.
See you on Friday!
Love,
Love,
Dad
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