Letters to my Family

Dear Spike,
Thank you for barfing on me early this morning. Glad I wasn't giving you kisses at the time. I dodged that one. Mmm nothing says I love you mommy, like barfing on your face. But after that outfit change for the both of us, I loved it when you used my sleeve to wipe your regurgitated Butternut Squash on. I am and always will be your own personal napkin. Oh and for that shrilling-screaming-ear-piercing-cry, as if your soft fuzzy sleeper suddenly turned into razor blades, all because you just wanted 4 more ounces. Thank you.

Dear Ding,
Let me start my Thank you for last night, when you sneaked off with a brand new box of Gerber Baby Rice, nice job. Thanks for keeping the mess to only the small rug in the basement, makes for easy clean up. You on the other hand were caked in wet sludgy baby rice, that made you look like Santa himself. And to top off the rice-capades, you kindly topped it off with not going out into the rain today. Instead you chose to shit on my kitchen floor. Thank you.

Dear Dong,
As always I would like to thank you, for the high pitched out of nowhere fucking bark, as soon as we sit down at the kitchen table. You attention craving ass. Glad to say your Thank you letter is a bit short this time around. I am sure you will make up for it though. Thank you.

Dear T1 and T2,
I love you both and thank you again for not pissing on anything this week. It could be due to the fact that I refuse to let you in any of the 3 bedrooms, or the bathroom. You are now limited to the loft and living room with Bagel. I am sure you love me for that. Eeh, there's always the green chair. p.s. I am still weirded out by the 1 diaper in the computer chair you leave for me each morning (I caught T1 caring one up the stairs a few months back) but even weirder is when you took a pair of gloves, from a pile of 9 mismatched other gloves, and left them in my chair. Still kinda trying to figure that one out...

Dear Bagel,
Thanks for being cute, and smart. You amaze me daily. I am however extremely grateful for the whine session you gave me from 5 pm till about 7 pm, that was fun. And we all know I don't understand whine, so it was extra entertaining have a conversation with you for 2 hours. Thank god your brother drowned out your whining with his screaming. Oh and the psycho fit about the monkey sheets. I still don't get it. But you were damn set on me not putting the top sheet on your bed when I changed your sheets today. Just the bottom monkey sheet, and the fuzzy white blanket, with your green chenille blanket. I even got the weird look when I gave you an adult size pillow, v.s. the little travel pillow. Glad to see the rain didn't freak you out, and your kinda getting over the "rain is scary" deal. I thank you.

Dear Spaghetti,
Out of our the letters, yours is the least sarcastic. I thank you for working so hard for us, I really do. You work a 40 hour a week night job, and 25 hour a week day job. You make every effort to spend time with each of your kids between naps, and jobs. And even I get a few minutes of your time. The fact that you want to help me declutter this house is huge, because it will take two of us to work together and make this happen. You go above and beyond for your family and we appreciate you. Thank you.

To everyone,
I thank you all for my day to day, barf, shit, piss, screaming, whining, and random bizarreness. I truely am blessed to have you. And as much as I seem to be driven insane by you all. I wouldn't trade it for anything. I love you all.

Muah,
Feisty Mommy
xo...