Friday, August 19, 2011

Memoirs of a Mom

Dear Ian,

You are not getting enough sleep when you try and come into mommy and daddy's bedroom, but cannot quite make it.

I'm aware that you love your cars. I love them too. Especially when they do awesome things like watch you eat or play on the playground.

And it's good to know that you take care of them, you know, by driving them up to, then into the water because they are thirsty. It is good to lookout for others.

You are hilarious and exhausting. So, I'm going to bed now. See you in the morning.

I love you.



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