Dear Christmas, we are now on an hour countdown. Yay!!
Dear Christmas with Children, you are one billion times better than Christmas without Children.
Dear Robby, remember our first Christmas--we had the TINIEST tree and propped it up in a saucepan. It had like five ornaments.
Dear Time, slow down!!! I love all these exciting moments full of anticipation and wondering....it's all part of the fun!! Please let tomorrow pass slowly.
Dear Yoga, you were terribly hard today, because all I was thinking about was Christmas.
Dear Child Inside of Me, (no I am not pregnant). Settle down. You are as bad as your kids.
Dear Self, HOORAY!!! You conquered your fear and made toffee!! 1lb of butter and 2 cups of sugar. Stop eating all of it.
Dear My Favorite Gym Instructors, you have your work cut out for you come January.
Dear Snow, WHAT HAPPENED????!!! I thought we had a deal. Lame.
Dear Person Who Answers Rhetorical Questions, how are my kids functioning on such little sleep? They are NOT sleeping at night. They get up early and wander the house sneaking peeks at presents.
Dear Mail Man, UPS Guy, Fed Ex man, thank you for working so hard--you make Christmas happen.
Dear Scrooges, Grinches, and Bahhumbuggers, cheer up!! It's Christmas!
Dear maid/butler I don't have, I really wish you were here for the weekend so we could skip over all the after-feast-cleanup.
Dear Tara, I ate waaaaaaay too much delicious almond cake. I feel sick, yet still want more.
Dear blogfriends, you are all so nice! Thank you for coming here everyday, putting up with my silliness, and leaving such fun comments! Merry Christmas to you all!
Dear Santa, I've been trying to explain to the kids why Santa doesn't bring stuff to mommies and daddies, and they're not buying it. So why don't you just stop by this year. I've been good, really. I want a new rubber spatula and some hair ties that keep my 100lbs of hair up. See, I'm easy.