Letter #2

Dear Mom -

Hey! How are you? I'm good.

This road trip is AWESOME! I'm so, so glad you made me come. Bobby says we'll probably be home before you even get this letter (sheesh!), but I just had to write you and say thank you, thank you, thank you!

You probably won't believe this, but I'm actually writing this letter while sitting against a huge, tall, gigantic tree in Yosemite Park! It's AWESOME! Bobby and Erik told me to stay here and watch our stuff while they went off to talk to some girls they saw camping near the bathhouse, so I thought - "Hey-ya, I'll dur-op mi-mom a leen-o!"

Ha! Two days ago I started mispronouncing words like that. In case you couldn't figure it out, that means "Hey, I'll drop mom a line." You know, like send you a letter. We've got SO many inside jokes now, it's RIDICULOUS! Or as I would say: REDOCKULOSO!

Man, I can't believe in three days we'll be back in boring old Denver. I don't ever want to go home! Although, I'll kind of be glad to not be stuck in the car with Bobby and Erik anymore. They like to play those car punching games, so every time we pass a VW or a Roadway truck or a McDonald's sign, they take turns punching me. It's just in the arm or the leg, but, man, it hurts! They're funny.

Well, I should probably go find those guys and tell them to load-up The Ol' Dude Wagon (that's what I've been calling Bobby's Saturn). We'll be home soon, and then - ONLY ONE WEEK TILL SENIOR YEAR!!

Love,
Nathan

P.S. The Tijuana hat I bought is for ME - NOT DAD!