Letters to My Man

Dear Hun,

So we made it. Two days in the car with four kids and I didn't even kill anyone. Our children were so good. There was a slight altercation about the sharing of paper yesterday, and the NBC did scream for nineteen minutes and I thought I was going to die, and then of course the last two hours I wish I had a roll of duct tape handy, but besides that they were angels.

My nails are chewed down to the nubs.

Also, the portable DVD players are apparently broken. Can I buy new ones this week?  Say yes. Thankyewverrymuch.

Yesterday we went to Sizzler. I feel like it's kind of white trash to like Sizzler, but I love it. The steak was delicious. Although next time I'm passing on the chocolate lava cake. I could totally tell it came from a box.

I met our new nephew today. He's so freakin' cute. Big cheeks. Dimples. Smells like sweet new milk. Can I be baby hungry if I already have a baby?

I have a zit coming up on my chin. It hurts.

So it's a whole different experience traveling with my mom and sister. It's not the same as having you. I realize now that we have living down to a science. We're partners. Companions. We know what we need and what our children need. We've practiced it and lived it and developed it together. To go through the routine with Grandma and Aunt instead of Husband is like trying to use someone else's right arm to get everything done.

I miss you.

I've decided you're right about the whole "getting me a cell phone" thing. Especially the part about me not losing it. It's highly inconvenient to not have one. I think I would have talked to you for at least four hours today if I could have.

Don't stay up too late. (Even though I am.) Eat healthy. (Even though I'm not.) Sleep in. (No high school carpool this week!)

I love you.

Me

P.S. So sorry, but I forgot to return the Diego video to the library. Do you mind doing that for me? Say yes and thankyewverrymuch.

P.S. Love