Letters

Dear Grumpy Man at Costco,
I am sorry I inconvenienced you and made you wait an extra 5 seconds because you had to go single file around my cart parked my my picnic table. You muttered I should have parked somewhere else. I am SO SORRY that I wanted to park my cart with my 2 month old in it by me instead of parking it with all the other carts and eating in the center area. If only you had looked in to see my little Jonah's sweet angelic sleeping face and let all your cares melt away now while he's still too young to throw temper tantrums in the store, throw a ball through your window, or cut you off while changing lanes with his teenage friends snickering in the backseat. I feel sorry for you because you obviously let stupid things bother you and unfortunately have to voice your crabbiness to everyone around you.


Dear Noah,
Please...stop puking in my hair. I already have a poor self image and au de vomit is not the scent I am going for.


Dear Jonah,
 You are such a good boy. I feel badly that I am not able to snugle you more. Thanks for neing so good and passing your hearing screen today. Just work on closing that pfo of yours in the next couple weeks before we go to the cardiologist and we will be all set. Thanks for snuggling with Dr Hamburg and brightening her day.

Dear Elijah,
I love you to death. You make me laugh...but please just behave!!!

Dear Jake,
You're doing an awesome job with the boys! I love you! You're a great Dad!

Dear Bed,
I'd like to see more of you...let's work on that.

Dear house,
Where is your self-cleaning function. I thought that came standard. I want a refund.

Dear self,
I know this is hard. I know you have really bad days. I know you get really sad, frustrated, angry...it's ok. You can do this. The house won't be clean and the dinners may not be the best but your family will be loved. Hang in there....