Dear Mom,
I spent the day with Dad today. I wanted him to teach me a few new things on my ukelele. We played a few songs together, and it felt really good. Dad is really good, you know? Of course you know. You haven't heard his music in a long time though, huh Mom? Don't worry, though! I'll put one of his newer CDs in here with this letter.
Speaking of Dad, he told me a story of you two today. He often tells me of when you two were younger (and that was a like a bazillion years ago!). They're really cool stories, too! He described to me what you two used to do together and with the Gems. It's a little awkward, but I love to hear Dad tell me his stories. The way Dad's eyes are when he speaks of you makes me both happy and sad. He really misses you, Mom. He thinks of you constantly. You know that picture of you and Dad where he has that hotdog in his mouth? He keeps that close to him. Ha ha, that reminds me of his favorite saying: "If every pork chop were perfect, we wouldn't have hotdogs!" Dad is great. I don't know what I'd do without him. I love that I have him, but it would be even better if you were here.
Well, I'm going to go practice on my uke for a little while. I'll write to you again, Mom.
Love,
Steven Universe
