Hi, Merlin, it's me, Hannah. Seven, huh? That's young stuff. I'm going to be 8 in November. You just wait, I bet that your mom will have all kinds of special stuff for you when she gets home. Why do you think Moms work anyways? To buy us stuff! But I knows what you mean about not having nothin to do. I'm going to start hinting about how we should spend my birfday.

Let us know what the mom comes up with for your treats. Maybe I will throw that into my hints. HAPPY BIRFDAY, Merlin, from me and Tucker.