Daddy's Girl

Dear Family,
I am sorry to say that I think I am at the top of dad's list! My regrets Betsy and Libbie, but I am the favorite daughter. You both have lost points in his book. Bets I think he hasn't forgiven you for crashing his brown Saab back in high-school, oh and his gray Saab a week later. Not to mention the fact that you got caught throwing spaghetti off the overpass at cars. Lib you know you lost points when you didn't show up to the family party over christmas. Plus you always tried to get out of picking up smashed apricots off the Yale lawn, and then happily left me to mow it too. I think he liked my mowing better anyway because my lines were straighter. I have pretty much been a perfect child! Just think about it, both of you had curfews and I could come in whenever I wanted. Well now the fact that I have a perfect score, I get an automatic ticket to every one of his Jazz Games, a valentine on my doorstep this year, and he even said he'd be my business partner if I needed one. You both know that those are huge! And I can say whatever I want about you, because I know you won't read this! Love-Jane