Dear Eirinn,
I’m sorry for being a Mrs. Mommy-Grumpy-Pants last week. I’m a little out of practice in being a full-time parent, and I know you missed the kids at Bugba’s house. I hope you can forgive me and we can still be friends.
And it really wasn’t all my fault, you know. You could have gone a little easier on me, what with the yelling and the screaming and the unreasonable and impossible demands. You really know how to make a difficult situation even worse, don’t you?
Anyway, water under the bridge. Lesson learned. Next year we will plan our vacation much better. Only one week at a time and Bugba is not allowed to go anywhere. A-N-Y-W-H-E-R-E (do you hear that, Bugba?).
Love your fully recovered and totally rejuvenated mom.
p.s. I take your new found love of hugs and kisses as your way of apologizing to me for your unruly behaviour. And I forgive you.
