Dear Dead Mosquito,
As you can now see, I will not hesitate to smack my kid in effort to kill you when you attempt to bite him. I hope you learned your lesson. Tell your friends.
Your Personal Grim Reaper,
WTF?!!? Crying ALL the time? At everything? Seriously? Can I not just sit down to watch five minutes of television without weepy eyes?? “Out of whack pregnancy hormones” my ass! This is bogus. I have only been pregnant for like, what? 10 seconds??
You are the effing bomb baby! I don’t tell you enough. I know that’s shitty of me. But I plan to start showing you and telling you more. Thank you for loving me and completing me. (yes I did just go there)
So sorry to break this to you, but you are not a mountain climber. You are too young to be a mountain climber. You are too young to try and scale everything in your path. Such items I would like you to avoid climbing, again, would be the dining room table, the fireplace hearth, the walls, into the refrigerator, the dogs, MOMMY, and most recently the bathtub wall. And jumping up and down on the couch, the chair AND Mommy and Daddy’s bed? Not so cute. And I don’t fancy the idea of going to the emergency room and trying to explain. Pleeeeeeease?
Much love baby boy,
Dear Rain and Cool Weather,
Well it is about effin time! Thank you for finally making an appearance! Mama is happy now. 🙂
Dear Daisy Mae,
I adore you. I really do. I am so glad we adopted your furry craziness into our home. I even love how you like to sleep under the covers at my feet. While it can be annoying as hell that I can’t move at times, knowing your warm furry body is down there to comfort me is well… comforting. However, this licking phase you are into? One word. Gross. Last night when I woke up to the 2 foot patch of slimy sheets, I thought my feet had wet the bed. It’s disgusting on soooo many levels. Cut it out already!
Gag me with a spoon,
Aside from the slimy pedicure you received from the sheets last night, I realize I have been neglecting you. For that I am sorry. You are adorable little things, even if I do say so myself. And I do. *grin* There is no excuse for my allowing you to live in such deplorable conditions. There are great things in the near future and at that time I promise to make it up to you.
Bear with me,
Thank you for putting up with me for another week! Even through my whiny and crabby Monday! I do hope that you chose to participate in Dear So and So. Just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page.
Have a fantastic weekend!!!
Thanks for reading!!