Just A Few Letters

Dearest Baby of Mine,

I don’t understand how you wake up when I yawn, but can stay asleep while the upstairs neighbors drop heavy wooden boxes onto the wooden floor. But I appreciate that quality in you.

Love,
Mom

Dear Upstairs Neighbor,

Seriously WHAT are you doing up there? Is there a stampeding elephant problem? Are you reinforcing the house with steel beams? Are you wearing wooden clogs? Why are you dropping lots of heavy boxes (or something else?) onto your wooden floor while I nap? I am confused. And also wish you would stop.

Thoughtfully,
Kelsey

Dear letter d button on my keyboard,

I am always nice to you. I use you enough, but not too much. Please stop being sticky because I don’t want to throw this entire computer into the lake. Ok, I do want to, but shouldn’t.

Thanks,
Kelsey