{"id":842,"date":"2016-11-07T01:10:29","date_gmt":"2016-11-07T01:10:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-dad-12\/"},"modified":"2016-11-07T01:10:29","modified_gmt":"2016-11-07T01:10:29","slug":"dear-dad-12","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-dad-12\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Dad"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>November 18th is slowly approaching me. It&#8217;s become my least favorite day. I feel horrible that we were in an argument that night. I almost feel like it&#8217;s my fault. I wish you were here to see me now. I&#8217;m growing up to be a beautiful teenager. Don&#8217;t worry I don&#8217;t have a boyfriend. I like a lot of new music now. Twenty One Pilots, Panic! at the Disco, and lots of others. I still like Taylor Swift, but she hasn&#8217;t made a lot of music lately. I miss you a lot. Lennon is super silly and looks a lot like you. I don&#8217;t see Jay and Natalie too much any more, but Jay has a girlfriend and she has a son. Her name is Katie and she is really pretty. I finished GNMFA cheerleading  and I&#8217;m thinking about high school cheering. Eighth grade is really hard. I really don&#8217;t like algebra. You would be proud of me though. I love you and miss you<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>November 18th is slowly approaching me. It&#8217;s become my least favorite day. I feel horrible that we were in an argument that night. I almost feel like it&#8217;s my fault. I wish you were here to see me now. I&#8217;m growing up to be a beautiful teenager. Don&#8217;t worry I don&#8217;t have a boyfriend. I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":843,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-842","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/842","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=842"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/842\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/843"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=842"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=842"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=842"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}