Letter Number Twenty-Five.

Dear Jesus,

Whether you are a savior, a super-crunchy, peace-lovin', normal hippie man, or a character from a papyrus webcomic made over two-thousand years ago -- Happy Birthday, Captain.

And if you are a savior or whatnot, sorry the world you saved is freaking crazy.

Love,
Kymba

P.S. Actually, your birthday is on January 6th or something, and this date was the result of Christians trying to overlap Pagan holidays and convert people, right? I recall learning that somewhere. Ah, well. Either way, dude, go eat some cake.
P.P.S. I'm gonna go play with the pirate playset AnnaMalia and Katie gave me for your birthday/my newfound "adulthood" if you wanna come over later for a playdate.