P.S. I'm hungry.

We had the Buchanan's over for a game night this past week.  Part of the game night tradition is to have treats.  Usually we do chips and some sort of dip.  As the kids were all downstairs, little Jack walked up with this note and handed it to me...

The scan is hard to read (click to make it bigger), so here is the translation...

11-6-09

Dear Dad,

Why are you and your friends keeping the chips to yourselves? We should get some! Why are you keeping us downstairs? Why are you not leting us play on the computer? I want to know please!

Love,

Madison

P.S. I'm hungry.

She got chips and wasallowed to play the computer.  I wouldn't want her to go hungry!