Dear Heart,
Thank you for beating and for keeping me alive. Please stop palpitating sooo much.
Dear Son,
Please communicate better somehow and explain to me why you throw away perfectly
good food. I love you but you can stop that anytime.
Dear Kitchen,
Thank you for finally being done being painted. You look lovely. Now to add accessories.
Dear unpregnant go-get 'em me,
Please shine through these next few weeks of transitioning into fall and routine and homeschooling.
I look forward to being you again. Cause you're awesome.
Dear Husband,
Thank you for cleaning up whatever that nasty nasty left over drink was in our son's sippy
that spilled out in the back of our suv. It smelled bad. You're my hero.
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