|"❤️ Mmm.... Maggie!!! ❤️"|
"Isn't Cam done with her Pickle yet? Oh. And ❤️ Mom."
It was quite nice. Anyway, the phone rang or something, and Mom had to get up and leave the room. She left her iPad on the floor.
A couple days later, she was going through photos on said iPad and came across the following:
|"Ho dee doh dee doh ..."|
|"Hey, is that thing on?"|
Were they selfies? Or did Cam take them of me? We were the only two in the room. What a mystery.
Oh. This photo was on the camera roll, too:
|"Ode to my Blue Ball ...|
This ball is lovely, blue, and tough
Not like my Sneaky Snake and other stuff.
Not quite as strong as my GoughNuts
but it's a 'leave down' toy, no ifs, ands, or buts."
Pretty sure Mom took that one - maybe later that day, maybe a day later. You'll have to guess who it is. Oh. Still working on that poem, by the way. I mean, the mystery writer is. You know.
Yep. We've got a couple mysteries on our hands!