Em, You are 5 today. Five! Holy Smokes how’d this happen. I am still barely recovering from you starting Kindergarten! Are you trying to kill me? Currently, you love Dora, school, Barbie and never. shut. up. Ever. Even now as I am trying to type this you are grilling me about when you will be...
I once saw one of those “just because” Hallmark cards that said on the outside “Why I Work: A Short Essay.” and on the inside, “I like to eat. The End.”
Here’s to your good news!
I absolutely, 100%, having looked through the sofa for money to buy a Slurpee and found NADA, understand.
Oh, the relief. There is nothing quite like it.
Thank heavens.