the sun has started to consistently shine! which gets me all sorts of happy about no longer feeling like a ghost as i watch you cover my face in a way that means i can kick all concealer to the curb. it’s my happiest months for sure, with you here.
dear freckles on my children,
when i see you start to make your way across my little ones’ noses in these warmer months, i feel such pride....
dear 5lbs that i legit put on in paris,
it’s hard to feel remorseful when everything tasted so good. in fact, if i could go back and do it all over again, i’d eat twice as much and still not regret it.
dear tulips and daffodils and all the other blossoms that have arrived,
i celebrate your arrival....
dear splash pad on the rooftop of the natural history museum,
who knew that all i needed to do to have you all to myself was visit you when it was 40 degrees outside!
sorry for still not dressing properly in 40 degree weather.
i’m counting down the hours until i get to see you perform this saturday....
dear throw pillows,
i love you and promise to never get rid of you even if my husband protests your existence each day.
dear waffle maker,
thank you for coming to my rescue last night at 12:43AM. i told the kids and josh that i bought you at christmas for all of us, but i’m realizing that if i’m being totally honest, i bought you just for me....
dear christmas tree stands currently being placed all over corners around new york city as i type this, SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU.
dear people who watched my instagram stories from karaoke with girlfriends last night, i watched them back this morning and i’m super sorry. #OffKey #BasicallyShouting (and i didn’t even post the celine songs.)
dear conrad, it’s been 5 consecuative mornings straight you’ve woken up for the day at 4AM....