Like most naive newbies, I spent the months between "yea, we are having a baby" and "it's a boy, and a boy, and a boy" imagining my little organic granola-loving tykes reading Shakespeare quietly at my feet in our clutter-free home. Now I referee the brawls over which mind-numbing kid show to watch over processed chicken nuggets on our ink-stained carpet. AH, PARENTING...and to help my brood remember every blessed moment, I introduce "Letters to My Offspring."
Saturday, April 12, 2014
I Hope You Dance
Dear Youngest Offspring,
Although I will never understand your obsession with Disney's "Teen Beach Movie," I do pray that one day your dancing ability will catch up with your love if music. Thanks for being you!
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