Dear Boston Victims, My heart truly goes out to you. Dear Computer, I feel like your getting ready to die on my anytime now.. You keep warning me that I need to buy a new battery and I have to mess with your screen for five minutes to get it clear. My warranty just wore out, and I really don't want to spend the money to get a new laptop! Dear McDonald's Iced Coffee, At 4:00 yesterday, I decided that I really wanted you for the first time in over a year, so I gave in. And how did you repay me? By keeping me up all night. My son already does a good job at that, thank you very much. Dear Hubby, I am so lucky to be married to a man who may not understand me all the time, but at least accepts me for who I am. The past two weeks, I have been so easily overwhelmed, and it feels really nice to be able to have a shoulder to cry on. Dear Baby Boy, Last night, I went to check on you one more time before going to bed and found you on your belly with your butt in the air. I'm not sure how you learned that in your sleep, but it was oh, so adorable!
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ReplyDeleteI feel like I've woken up in the position you described your son in. It just happens you know!
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