This is Peanut Butter Brickle. I’m not made out of peanut butter. Or Brickle. Just a reminder about that. But I do like peanut butter.
I wish I would have been more confident when I was younger. I look back and see how handsome I was. How strong I was. And how smart I was!
But I didn’t know it at the time. Instead of being confident, I showed my insecurities a lot. And it came across as anger. Or protectiveness. Or both.
Now that I’m older, I see that I am handsome. I am strong. I am smart. But I always have been.
How do you say…I didn’t know it. How do you say…the persons do not know it.
They don’t even have the confidence that they can learn the Italian language. But I know they can.
How do you say…let’s do this! Come on! Let’s go!
There are many ways to get to that Italy place. There are many ways not to. We’ve had that covered so far with all of the mistakes and delays we have caused.
But we did make some progress this last week. Some big progress. And we have some big news. Tomorrow we will let you in on that news. And how do you say…Italy? We are coming to you.
Little house? We miss you and we haven’t even met you yet. It’s time that we do meet. Boy Person has told us a lot about you.
I’m not saying that we aren’t having a wonderful time right now. But time marches on.
And how do you say…we don’t have an endless supply of time.
It’s time to narrow this timeline down to get to our Italy place. How do you say…let’s go! News tomorrow!
–Peanut Butter Brickle