Dear Daddy,
Today was yet another rough day. I woke up at 7:30 again, this time with no poopoo... so mommy had NO idea why I felt the need to get up that early. We were pretty lazy for awhile, talked to you, played, I took a nap...
This afternoon mommy decided that even though I was still blowing snot rockets everywhere, she really really really needed to go get milk (and a few other things, but the milk she's been out of for days). We went to the store armed with a big snot rag (which was a good call on mommy's part... I sneezed and out came a double doozy almost hanging down to the cart handle, no lie).
When we were over in the Brita pitcher filter refill area, I caught sight of the fan display...
After we got home, mommy started making dinner for us. I was awfully quiet for a bit, and she knew that meant trouble, and this is what she came to find... I had opened up the wipes and was taking them out one by one.
For dinner we had homemade macaroni and cheese and biscuits! It was ok, mommy liked it better than I did... but I don't have much of an appetite. She made it a little healthier than normal, with not as much cheese or ham, and a lot more broccoli.
This is a very accurate picture of what our day consists of. Snot hanging down in my mouth (both nostrils), drool hanging almost to the bin, and sick, red eyes.
Being Hurricane Maya takes its toll! I was pooped after today.
I love you, daddy, and I can't wait to see you.Love, Maya
