Dear Meg's Best Friend, Stool,
Stop being so available, you are getting that little girl into a lot of trouble.
Dear Safety Pin of Meg's PJs Used to Keep Her Modest,
You're not supposed to let her figure out how to un-fasten you.
Dear Adeline's Nose and Eyes,
Please stop putting out precipitation.
Dear Sun Room,
I think about you constantly, and there's only one thing keeping me away, money. No hard feelings?
Dear Un-named Baby Boy,
The following is a list of acceptable high-energy times: 12pm-2pm. Please note that I did not say 9pm-11pm.
Dear Chex Muddie Buddies:
You are like the gift that keeps on giving.
Dear Medford Drivers, AGAIN,
If you don't find it in your comfort zone to go the speed of 35 mph, please find an alternative road with a speed limit of 25, heaven knows there's enough of them around here.
P.S. It's called acceleration, it's what one does when the light turns green.....
Dear Bryce,
Thank you for fixing the gaping hole in our wall. And thanks for switching the dryer door, it almost makes me want to do laundry.
Dear Self,
You're awesome, hang in there.
Dear Rat,
I'm so glad that you died and that you didn't tell any of your friends about us before your great demise.
Dear People I Silently Judged for Having Ants in Your Bathroom,
I'm sorry.
Katie
Your letter posts are possibly my favorites! Pleaes keep writing them. I think in letter format for days afterwards and pen letters in my head. I rarely remember them for my blog (plus I can only really copy your idea once and let's face it, it wasn't as funny).
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of Jimmy Fallon's thank you notes, which is the only time I watch his show.
ReplyDeleteThank You, Katie, for buying an old house and providing us with potentially years of Better afters.
Katie, your posts never fail to put a smile on my face.
ReplyDelete