Dear Sons....

My letter to my sons.

Dear Sons of mine;

You're driving me crazy today...!

We're in the middle of moving and you're not helping my stress levels. Matthew, you've "helped" me by removing your clothes from the box I just packed them in twice today. You've also "helped" your brother on his way one too many times and are quickly headed to a time out.

Joshua, darling, dear Joshua....you're just as bad. Within the last hour, you've sprayed canola oil on various boxes of books, kitchenwares, table, chairs, pantry and floor....and you've showed no signs of stopping. You've also taken one of my flattened moving boxes and then proceeded to slide down the stairs - not from the fourth or fifth stairs....but from the top of the stairs.

Dear, darling boys....I love you so much. But you're driving me to drink or pull my hair out; or worse yet... both!

I love you both, I really do....there are just times when Mommy could use a good book, a soda and an hour or two alone....

However, I'm going to write these things down....and we'll laugh about it one day. Together.

Just not today.

So....Heaven willing....I'm gonna go back out there (where you boys are right now) and give you the biggest hugs and kisses I can give you....and I'm going to once again, wish on a star...

That you and your future wives, have children just like you.

Love, Hugs & Kisses....

Mom