Dear Friday,
Thank you for arriving. The fact that I'm in overtime for the second week in a row at work should explain how grateful I am for your arrival.
Dear April Showers,
I love how green you are making everything outside. If it wasn't for my headaches I keep getting from you, I would welcome you to stay far longer.
Dear Smithville,
I hate that you are located so far away from St. Louis and that it makes seeing these two little munchkins so difficult.
Oh, and I suppose my parents as well.
Dear New Bedroom Artwork,
I think I did a pretty good job on you.
However, my back is now absolutely killing me for leaning over a coffee table for 4 hours. Yuck.
Dear Youngest Wallach Brother,
Happy Birthday. I'd say something wittier but I know you and your brother would beat me to it.
Dear Grandpa,
Thank you for making me an awesome trashcan that smells so good. Seriously, it does.
Dear Readers,
I clearly have blogger's block. What do you want me to write about?
Love,
Molly
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