remington,

an exultant

twenty-fifth

birthday.

Let’s see
what’s in store.
Something special…

I’m going to take you shopping
—in a real store—
for a fragrance
of your own.

**—Then—**
all the better to
see you with, my dear…

We’re going to get you some cool,
quality eye glasses of your choosing
(and my blessing :-)

I LOVE you, wish we were together,
and can’t wait for your shopping spree!
xoxox, mama