Dear Ariella,
You called me today.
You told me you sent a package.
I went to my front porch,
And sure enough,
A large, brown box sat, with a small hole in the back.
I assumed it was a shipping problem.
But no.
Seconds later you jumped out and screamed
"I LOVE YOU TOO LUCAS SCOTTS!"
You scared me half to death,
And made me knock down the poorly hung wreath.
But still, it was adorable.
You looked so excited and happy.
I hugged you and spun you around.
And in that moment,
It seemed like everything would be okay.
-Lucas
