Wednesday, March 4, 2015

3.4.15

Dear Schmoopie,

Today you learned how to blow your nose.

I would be more thrilled if you didn't teach yourself in my shirt.


Love you anyway,
Mommy

Sunday, March 1, 2015

3.1.15

Dear Schmoopie.

I thought you were going to be the death of me today. You and sister would NOT take a nap. I was sick and so exhausted. You were whiney and crying all day long and kept being mischievous. You got into the dog food, pulled out the dog water and spilled a full bowl all over the floor, dumped teddy grahams all out...the list goes on kid. It was completely out of character for you. But mommy survived...and you guys went to bed an hour early.

Love,
Mommy