Dear Raygan: My mini me-I cant tell you how many times I heard that this week. And you are, in every single way. You are getting to be such a big girl, every single time I look at you its in complete awe. However that being said-you are still not allowed to walk home from the park. Not for a very long time. Not ever. I don't care what the "other kids" are doing. I'm so proud of the little girl you are becoming and I love being with you, you are so fun, and I love our singing sessions in the car, you totally rock.
Dear Remy: You are giving me a run for my money this week. You added a tiny bit more crazy into your peppy little self and its damn near making me crazy. I find you naked on the counter with two plates (one for sissy of course) with cereal on both, and the next day I walk into the bathroom with an entire forehead of mascara. And then the next day after that you literally created a "Code Yellow" at target. Lets see what you'll get yourself into this week. Regardless I love your quirkiness with all that its worth.
(if any of you know what that means, I'm sorry, and Ill get into that a separate post.)
Dear Friends: Thank you for your sweet words over and over again!
Dear Summer: I still don't know if I'm ready for you, although our recent swim in the pool and the trip to the farmers market was quite fun!
Dear Cameron: Take a breather, this quarter is almost over and then you can relax a tad. I hope next is a little less stressful for you, and once again I'm so proud of you.