You know you totally care. :)
It also comes complete with one of my earliest recorded drawings. (Total bonus, I know!) Apparently my grandmother Hughes kept this in a photo album detailing other chunks of my life, along with pictures and other miscellaneous bits and pieces of my academic "career."
In case you can't make it out, it translates as such (complete with eight-year-old spelling errors):
I know--I was too adorable for words--apparently. :)
I am a stamp. I am a stamp with a hourse on me. On, no! I am going in a mailbox! It is dark in here. Hey. What's going on. Soimething is moving. Hey, how come the stamps are big and I am little. Oh no, someone is picking me up. It says its from Mrs. Hughes to my Grandmom and Grandpop Hughes. Another mailbox? O boy. Shes opening me up. She read it. Now whats she doing. Shes saving me. Yey! The end