Darby Flats

A LETTER FROM BAXTER

Hi. My name is Baxter. I live with the Darby Family in New Jersey.

They sent me to stay with you "on vacation" for a little while. I think they really just wanted a break from chasing me all over the place. You see, I cause a little trouble sometimes. (They say I'm not allowed to play with pets, but I do anyway. Jeepers, you pull ONE little tail and pay for it forever.)

My family would love to hear some stories about how I caused trouble at your house! I told them I'd behave, but I don't think they really believed me! Do you have any pets? I would love to play with them.

Please fill out my travel journal for my family. Their goal is to have me visit every state and twenty countries. I think that's too much traveling for one baby, though. Want to hear a secret? When my family wasn't looking, I copied myself in the scanner! I printed about 150 copies of myself. My family is going to be so mad. I wonder if Mom will realize she's sending so many of me on vacation to different places!

If you could take lots of pictures of my visit, my family would be really, really happy. They are going to scrapbook my travels. If you can't take pictures, that's okay. They would love stories about what we did together. My Mom asked me to tell you that what we do together doesn't have to be special. We've never visited where you live before. Remember that the things you see everyday will be very interesting to us!

When I'm done with my visit at your house, please feel free to send me to someone you know. Send back my travel journal, and pass me on. Don't tell Dad, but I really do enjoy my vacations! I love meeting new families and learning about them. I see such beautiful things.

Mom said she was going to make some books out of my travels. We're going to call them Baxter's Adventures. Please feel free to write a story about my adventure with you! Maybe it will be in the book!

I guess that's all I really have to say for now. Let's get to having some FUN!

Love,

Baxter

P.S. Mom's making me tell you that I drool a lot and hate my purple pajamas. (Doesn't she know I’m a BOY??) If you like doing crafts, could you please make me some new clothes? She said that I don't wipe my mouth enough… oopsie, there's drool on my mouth, now! How embarrassing. :)