Monday, again. Time to write some letters with Megan.
Dear Monday, You flew by. Marathon and back-to-back meetings will do that to ya.
Dear Hair, You have been seriously cooperative the last few days. Let's keep it that way.
Dear Daddio, I will try not to hit you in the balls during batting practice tonight.
Dear Slowpitch Season, It is really hard to believe that you are upon us already. A one-day tourney is scheduled for Saturday, and a part of me is hoping it gets rained out. My body just isn't ready yet.
Dear Kennedy, On Friday you tried to remove my tattoo by licking your finger and vigorously rubbing it on the top of my foot. That didn't work (shocking) so you tried using friction, in the form of Riley's hot wheel cars. Needless to say, the tattoo remains. Good try, little one.
Dear Tiff, Thank you so much for introducing me to Birdy. She is just lovely.
Dear Hubby, Thank you for volunteering me to take you and Mat to the gym this morning. At 5am. You are a butthead, but I just can't say no when you turn on the charm.