"Natalie. All of the mail is for you. And one of them is addressed to Tigger. I’m concerned."
The pile of letters and postcards on my nightstand is getting awesomely ridiculous. I’m not reading any of them until I have a night to really sit down and read and write back to them with the attention they deserve. Since they’re not all opened, I don’t know who some of them are from yet. But you know who you are. So thank you very, very, very much to all of you in advance. This will probably get done Tuesday night after all of my visiting friends are gone. I’m really excited. And I love you guys a lot.