A letter to Mr P

I missed you a lot this weekend, while you were off traversing mountain sides and
following waterfalls down steep embankments with the Young Men.
And was oh, so happy when you came home Saturday night, sweaty and smelly as you were.

When I see you, my heart flutters a little bit.
Thank you for loving me.


PS - I think you are really H-O-T-T in this photo.