Dear mother, I know that I am spoiled that was my plans way back there when "I" picked you to be mine
Dear mother, I simply tear up the pads b/c I can, there is no other excuse I can muster at this time. I knew at first you would think it was b/c I was teething & then you would think I needed more toys b/c I was bored (which was my plan) but you got smarter & bought those dat burned washable ones, but on occasion- when you forget- that I still remember- I do it b/c I can
& you will love me anyway b/c I chose you
