Dear Mr. Smith,

I am writing to inform you, regretfully, that the following pictures are of our eldest son with his new lunch of choice. It is called a "double-decker". Should his four counterparts follow in his ravenous footsteps, we will surely be eaten out of house and home, as they say. We will miss you dearly when you take a second job to pay for the groceries.

God bless you in your efforts as our bread-winner and bringer-homer-of-the-bacon. (and it wouldn't hurt to bring home some bread and some bacon, they're hungry again)

Your Loving Wife,
Mrs. Smith