Dear Shopping, with kids. You suck. If the kids are grumpy I basically get nothing done. And they were grumpy and disobedient and I had to leave the store without buying anything and go straight home. And that is pretty maddening with the zoo that every store is these days. Dear Family Pictures, you were a disaster. It was cold and rainy and the kids wouldn't smile and kept complaining the whole time. Not one of us together turned out and only one of the kids was half decent. Dear Awkward, or shall we say embarrassing. When my VT saw me in the hall and asked me how I was and all of a sudden I couldn't say a word or I would have started bawling. I started crying anyway in the hall..at church, my poor VT I love her. It was just plain embarrassing, not my finest moment. Dear Awkward #2, after the kids fall asleep going out to my car to run to the store and having Santa knock on my window (aka my home teacher) asking where I was going. Having to tell the fully decked out Santa the kids are asleep. I wonder if he will come back? Awkward #3, sitting in church after everyone telling Hazel how pretty her dress is and me wondering why there is a button on the front. Maybe because there isn't? She put it on backwards, luckily it had a little jacket. I don't think I should let them dress themselves anymore this is becoming a problem. Dear Hailey, you did awesome in your dance/singing recital. I know how much you LOVE to sing and dance around and it showed. I think this class suits you. Dear Brandi, I love hanging out with you, you always make me smile watching you be a mama. You make me think of a busy little bee.smile. Dear Rock Climbing Wall, you are my new dream. After seeing the kids spend forever climbing you and never getting bored, I want one in my house. The best was when kids were taking pictures with Santa and in the back ground you see Hazel scaling the wall. So funny. Dear Schools Out, for two weeks. Yay! I have no clue what I am going to do with the kids all day, but I will enjoy not having to go anywhere if I don't want to. Dear 4yr Old, with just a few clicks of the mouse you managed to successfully erase my playlist on itunes. Merry Christmas to me. Dear Ric, the kids are super excited to have you here with them for Christmas. Dear Self, I think I am going to stop feeling guilty about being so sad and just be what I am right now.
