Dear Jackson and Parker,
I need to write some of these stories down so I can look back and laugh. Or look back in awe that you two remain alive after the shenanigans you have pulled.
Tonight, I have considered helping you run away. You haven't threatened with it yet, but I think it may be a good choice.
I was putting your sister to bed while you two were putting on your jammies. Jackson comes running in saying "Mom, Parker poured water all over our beds."
{WHAT??}
{They have water on their nightstands for middle of the night needs}
It turns out, you BOTH poured your water bottles out onto your mattresses. FUN!!
So, you are sleeping in your soaking beds. Does that make me mean? Maybe. But I truly have no idea how to teach you.
You two have been fighting non-stop since I got home. It is so hard. So, I told you two that the fighting has to stop or one of you will have to move out. Maybe that will work?
Yesterday, I begged you guys to stop fighting. When I left the room, you both said "We LOVE you Miss Hannigan." {Again...helping you pack.}
I love you two very much. But, you may be moving out.
Love,
Mama
1 comment:
I giggled. The Miss Hanigan part just put me over! You will be so glad you wrote it down...
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