Dear Marshall,
Here is a conversation that you and I had one day as you watched me eat pho.
Marshall: What is that?
Mommy: It’s soup.
Marshall: I don’t like soup.
Mommy: I like soup. Daddy likes soup.
Marshall: Does Livia like soup?
Mommy: I don’t know, but when you were younger you used to eat lentil soup, and you really liked it. But then you stopped eating it.
Marshall: That’s the story of me.
Mommy: That’s one story about you, Marshall. I have many stories about you.
Marshall: You should put them in a book.
Mommy: I already do. I write stories about you and put them in books for you to read when you’re older.
Marshall: Good.
Someday you’ll read this story about how you told me to write stories about you.
Cool, huh?
Love,
Mom