Friday, November 18, 2011

Dear Robert and Zoe

I want you to know that I love you.

Because, when I yelled and sent you both to your rooms today, it may not have looked like I did.

You see, of all the reasons I thought I might need to have my carpets cleaned... well, you two really threw me for a loop. First, my carpets don't need cleaned, so I can't even justify it by saying, "Hey, no big deal. It needed cleaned anway!"

But that smell. Oh, that smell. I could smell it in the office. From the back corner of my bedroom. And you KNOW that it's not a toy! Now, my bedroom smells like a horrible Febreeze experiment, because an entire can of air freshener was emptied on my carpet and my walls.

I do love you though. And I'm going to try muster up some of that love because I can hear you crying and screaming at the top of your lungs in your rooms.

xoxox
Your adoring mother.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

My dear Zoe...

Here is the exact note from your teachers at school-

"Zoe had a good day today. However, she tries to eat the crayons druing coloring time. We will work with her on this :)"

Zoe, why are you EATING crayons?! Do I not feed you enough wax?!

Her teacher then tells me, "And she does this thing with the crayon like this (teacher demonstrates pointillism 2 yr old style) that is driving us batty. She is a bit of a leader, all the kids start to follow her. So we have a whole class of crayon banging 2 yr olds."