Friday’s Letters

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I linked up with Ashley over at TheSweetSeasonBlog.com for Friday’s Letters.  Enjoy my Friday’s Letters.

Dear S, I cannot believe what a big boy you have become.  Today you decided you no longer needed help to go pee in the potty and now will go in there yourself do your business, pull your pants up (this has been the hold-up), and come back out.  Now that you will finally pull your own pants up you proclaim yourself a big boy and don’t need help.  It’s like you finally realized, “Oh, I can do this by myself.”  Although you knew how to pull your own pants up you simply refused.  Nice to know one less thing for me to have to get up and do for you every ten minutes (that’s what it feels like anyways).

Dear B, I know you want me to go out and pick strawberries every night, but I hate to do it with the sun beating down on me.  So I wait until later in the evening and what happens it thunderstorms because it has been so hot and humid out all day.  Now how can I go and do it during thunderstorms?  I can’t and by the time they are over, it is too dark to go out.

Dear House, What has happen to you in the past week?  It looks like a tornado has gone through and uprooted everything.   The living room is a mess from S playing with all of his toys at once. The kitchen is a mess because I fell behind on the dishes and there is a back-up to get in the dishwasher and with the train track on the island, it is just collecting items all over.  My bedroom needs the sheets changed, my clothes are washed but need put away and the shower curtain in my bathroom needs changed.  The playroom needs cleaned up and could probably use a good sweep.  The computer room has needed cleaned and organized for almost a year now.  We switched the playroom and computer room and never got the computer room back together we just seem to work around the mess.   I can say other than not having S’s room redone yet, it is picked up and clean.  At least I have one room I have been able to keep up on.  Oh, S’s bathroom a whole other story.  Neezer got into the bathtub with muddy paws and enough said about what happen to that bathroom.

Dear Rainbow, Where were you last night?  We had awesome thunderstorms and downpours.  After they began to clear we had a steady rain and sun, but not a rainbow to be found.  What a bummer!  It would have been a great finale to the thunderstorm.  Maybe next time.

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Disclaimer: I have never claimed to be any great writer. So any mistakes that are made are my fault. Sometimes I mix up names B, S, and P, but I think you can figure out who I am talking about. If you find any grammatical errors just fix it in your mind so it sounds right.
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