A while back, Carla published a Participi-Blog where she invited people to write in and share what makes life worth living for them, the small and large things that light up their days. (To see it, go to www.carlamuses.blogspot.com . I wish I could figure out how to add links on this blog--I have had two friends, both much smarter about computers than me, try and come up stumped--there might be a glitch in my Blogger account.)

Anyway, I got my sister's and my nephew's permission to publish this letter from Eli, age 8, which rocked me with joy before going up on the refrigerator door. Here it is, original spelling intact:

Dear Ant Alison,

Here are pictures of me with teeth missing. Come soon. My mom is an Alein my real mom is on Mars you have to take care of me. Now I lost 4 teeth, 2 on the top 2 on the bottom I can't chew.If you played Boggle with Mom when she was a kid shes awesome! [Editor's note: this is a true fact. My sister can slay all comers in Boggle.] I'm not as good but I can do 2 letter words. Love ELI