june 2013 diary entry

Dear Kitty,

Dear Kitty, “Put the CD on number 4” “Turn the air colder.” “I’m too cold.” “He’s touching me!” “She licked me. Eww!” “Will you open my drink?” “I dropped Mr. Teddy!!” “He touched me again!!” “HELP Mommy!!” “Are we there… Read More ›

Dear Kitty,

Dear Kitty, It’s been said that the things we go through in life are meant to prepare us for things that have not yet come. Experiences or passions of our younger years may very well set us up for fulfilling… Read More ›

Dear Kitty,

Dear Kitty, I carefully carried the box to the garage door and kicked the door a little to get my husband’s attention so he could open it for me. About the same time he turned the handle, my box began… Read More ›

Dear Kitty,

Dear Kitty, Fine. I’ll admit it. I wadded up my “SuperMom” cape, tossed my “Queen Mom” tiara and crumpled into a heap in front of my husband. I could hear their pounding feet on the floor above me as I… Read More ›

Dear Kitty,

Dear Kitty, Unloading the dishwasher, I begin to place all the coffee cups and fun summery plastic cups onto their shelves. Somehow in the last week, we’ve accumulated more cups and I find myself having to stand on my tiptoes… Read More ›

Dear Kitty,

Dear Kitty, There was this man eagerly walking down a path. He was fueled with purpose and willing to destroy anything that came in his way. He knew his agenda and he was loyal to his mind. Nothing was going… Read More ›