When I make a big casserole for dinner that used to be just enough, I miss you. Now we have casserole for days.
You've got to pick up the slack, kid. Braeden's gone and your family needs you.
Dear Magical Bedding that Prompted Emma to Make Her Bed Every Morning,
What happened? The magic died about the time school started. I guess summer magic is better than no magic.
Dear To Do List,
I'm going to start writing "Waste Time" at the top. It will make me feel super accomplished.
I don't want to pay for Hulu. I don't want to watch TV when it's actually on TV because laundry folding = TV. This is a quandary.
I'm happy to see you. I didn't think I would ever say that but I'm sort of tired of watering my plants.
Dear Colorful Leaves on the Mountain,
You knock my socks off. Every day. Well done!
Dear Across the Street Neighbor,
When you post pictures like this on Facebook, it freaks me out a little. I'm not sure I will go barefoot outside for awhile.
Also according to Facebook, this is Virginia Beach right now.
I'm glad you're tall. And can swim.