Friday, March 11, 2011

Friday Letters


Look it's Wolverine

Dear Husband, you went to the temple this week, always a good idea. Dear Garage, I can now park in your half organized mess after an entire days work. Dear 10yr old and 7yr old, you have had 3 friends over in the last week and I cleaned your room so you wouldn't be embarrassed. And I cleaned your sisters room so you could play with their toys too. Do I get a cool mom sticker? Dear Children, you would win a world race for who can make the biggest mess in the least amount of time. Dear Laundry, will there ever be a day when I am not drowning in you? Dear Paint, I started painting, spilled all over my clothes, and then realized I can't afford to paint the whole room. oops. Do you think the landlord will notice? Dear Tax Return, will you ever come? I am losing faith. Dear Lower Back, you gave out on me. There are so many more hours in the day when you can't move without calling out in pain and looking like a robot. The 3yr old must have gained an ounce making the twist and lift a really bad idea. Dear Ricardo, you offered to do the dishes, I think I will take you up on that.