"Let me see. Hmm. Doesn't look like a real one, does it? Well, it's not an animal card, but a Valentine card. See, it says "Valentine, you've got me flying high." (or some such thing.)
"Oh. I think I should give this card to Lundi." We were on our way to see her in an hour or so.
"Oh, I am sure she would appreciate that. Do you want me to help you write her name on it?"
"Okay, we can sit right here."
"mmm, how 'bout I just give it to her?"
"Well, the thing is about cards Bub, is that they're made special when people give them to you with your name on it, and sign their name. I mean, it means so much more to people if it's written on, than if you just hand it over to them."
"Oh. How 'bout you write it?"
"Well, I could, but really, if it's a note to tell her that she's special to you, it would be made more special if you wrote her name."
He sighed. "Alright."
So there it is. All the letters are there. The location of the letters is a bit off, and I had to remind him what the letters looked like (reading is one thing, writing quite another.)
But he did it.
When he first saw her at Grammy's, he said a bit shyly, "Oh, hi, Lundi, it's so nice to see you again." and then "I have something for you...."
Love him so.