Dear 12 year old daughter:
I love you honey...yet I am totally disgusted by your lack of cleanliness. I was able to tolerate your pile of clean clothes on your closet floor, putting the toilet paper roll on the WRONG way as well as even the collection of hair that you leave in your hair brush but when I decided to test you and see how gross it would take for your bathroom to get for you to actually clean it I was so sad that I broke before you did...and then so sad to clean it. May you marry a man who likes to clean.
I don't know who you are...but I am pretty ticked off at you. What made you think it was a great idea to eat all the middles out of my Oreo cookies and then place the sandwich part back together AND place them back into the package is beyond me. I will find out who did it and there will be hell to pay.
Dear makers of cookie dough in a roll,
God bless you. Yet would you please remove the warning that I should not eat the dough raw...that's my favorite part. It was a hard week and sitting in front of TV and eating just made all my problems melt away.
Dear Kate @ Raising the Rogers,
You have no idea how great you made my Wednesday....I loved that you said I made you laugh. I have never thought myself the funny person. Seriously my jokes are so bad that there are times when my honey ask me to stop...actually I think he says "for the love of Pete please stop." Maybe that should make my why I love my husband list??
Happy 8th Birthday!! You are such a cute and sweet little man and I promise you someday that mustache that you are trying to grow will come in but until then sweetie mamma's gonna cuddle you until you are too cool for my hugs!
I hope you all have a wonderful weekend...the last weekend in January!!
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