My homework assignment from
3.) You are 20 years in the future, write a letter to your todays self.
Dear Mrs. Whimsy,
One day, you will be able to run to the grocery store to pick up that one ingredient you need for dinner, and (brace yourself) you won't have to spend 20 minutes buckling carseats, taking short little steps into the store, explaining over and over again why you don't need the "double-wide" shopping cart with a petri dish disguised as a car in the front, and negotiating gum choices while in line.
Soon enough, you will be able to just say, "I am running out for milk. Stay out of trouble!" and you will come home to find that they have listened. They will actually stay out of trouble. And this will be a moment you cherish always.
In the meantime, let Ethan get in the damn petri dish once in a while. And stop asking Emily so many questions when she gets home from school. It's annoying.
Both kids will turn out just fine, so stop sweating the small stuff and just enjoy it.
Sincerely,
Old Lady Whimsy
6:57 PM
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Oh how I can't wait for the jump in the car to run a quick errand. I'm SO over the carseats. :)
And I do the same thing to my daughter when she gets home from preschool. Already she's ignoring me.
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