Preaching to the choir

Dear Meryl,

Thank you for teaching Mommy about my love of blueberry pancakes. All I had to do was look longingly as she ate hers. She remembered that you'd given them to me before and she cracked. She made a fresh one just for me. It kind of dries out my eyes to open them that wide for her, but I always get my way when I do. She's such a sucker.