...An e-mail with the subject line: twinkle twinkle little girls
"My dear man,
Your girls sat side-by-side at the piano this morning patiently waiting to play. I swayed back and forth with a joyful smile on my face as they sang a beautiful duet of "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star". It was one of those moments.
Twinkle, twinkle little star, How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle little star,
(and now, Jane's ending)
Poke your sister in the eye. E."
Henceforth, you will all call me "dear man", or just Deer Man.