Enjoy my Friday’s Letters.
Dear P, I cannot believe that you cut your first tooth today. You have been drooling like crazy, but for some reason tonight I stuck my finger in your mouth and could feel a little prickle. Your first tooth!
Dear S, I love how when B went over to mow Papa’s lawn you spent the whole time driving your truck around the yard. When I got back from taking a walk I asked you what you were doing and you said, “Maintenance.” Where you come up with words like that I will never know.
Dear B, I love you. It has been a long week and I am ready for it to be over. Too bad with your schedule we really never have weekends. The days off vary every week, so Saturday and Sunday are just another day of the week for us.
Dear Time, How do you fly by so fast every day? It seems like I am never able to accomplish anything. Today we took S to school, came home and P took a two hour nap with me, went to pick up S, went to Target, came home and P sat and slept on me till B got home at six. What did I accomplish today? Nothing….I made sure P got her sleep to help her grow.
Dear Dairy, I guess we only had a brief reunion. While P seemed to be okay with me having dairy, I guess when it started to build up back in my system it was too much. So I will continue to try you in small amounts on rare occasions until P can handle it better. I sure do miss you. It was like you came for a short visit, but couldn’t stay forever.