Dear Hope,
Your mom has a hard time using words to describe how much she loves you. Our normal routine goes like this when we drive down 394:
"Hope?"
"What?"
"You know how much I love you?"
"Yes, Mom."
"How much?"
"You love me the same as a million million Minnetonka Water Towers times infinity."
"That's right, Hope."
Pictures say it best for me. We love you. Happy Birthday!
Oh, Hope! That is a lot of love! Happy birthday to you from the Millers.
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