Dear Mom when Claire is not here
On the up side when Claire is not here:
I do not have to check my chair for crayons before I sit down.
I do not have to get up at 7:00 AM to make cereal and milk.
I do not have to knock all the stuffed animals out of tent on top my bed.
I do not have to hit pause on my TiVo promptly at 8:30 PM so I can go read a children’s book.
I do not have to pick up tiny cut up pieces of paper all over the living room floor.
I do not have to vacuum every day.
I do not have to run down the stairs when I hear “Carnahan down, Carnahan down, CARNAHAN DOWN, DADDY CARNAHAN WON’T DO WHAT HE’S TOLD!”
I don’t have to make dinner every night and make sure there is always a vegetable.
I don’t have to hit pause on my TiVo between 9:00 and 9:30 because I hear tiny footsteps running up and down the upstairs hallway.
I don’t have to get up in the middle of the night to fetch a glass of water.
But on the down side:
I do not have to check my chair for crayons before I sit down.
I do not have to get up at 7:00 AM to make cereal and milk.
I do not have to knock all the stuffed animals out of tent on top my bed.
I do not have to hit pause on my TiVo promptly at 8:30 PM so I can go read a children’s book.
I do not have to pick up tiny cut up pieces of paper all over the living room floor.
I do not have to vacuum every day.
I do not have to run down the stairs when I hear “Carnahan down, Carnahan down, CARNAHAN DOWN, DADDY CARNAHAN WON’T DO WHAT HE’S TOLD!”
I don’t have to make dinner every night and make sure there is always a vegetable.
I don’t have to hit pause on my TiVo between 9:00 and 9:30 because I hear tiny footsteps running up and down the upstairs hallway.
I don’t have to get up in the middle of the night to fetch a glass of water.
What will I ever do when she is gone?
Love Mike
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