11.8.11

Letters from your Mother

Dear B:

On a day like today, you are my therapy. I will never have the words to tell you how much you mean to me, especially since I don't speak canine. It has always seemed to be a blend of both italian and sign language, and quite frankly italiano was difficult enough. When everything seems to be going wrong, the one thing that puts a smile on my face is curling up with you and giving you a big teddy bear hug. You milk it, too. You let me smuggle you with kisses, engulf you in my arms. You will do whatever it takes to make me happy. And that moment, that, makes up for all the times you steal my underwear. For all the times you eat things you know you shouldn't, and yes, I know you know. I know the look in your eyes..the look that could melt my heart quicker than a bar of chocolate under the blazing hot sun. It's kinda like the Helen of Troy look. It's irresistable. So thank you. Thank you for being that little ray of sunshine when it seems like none can be found in a day like today. I promise, I will always be your ray of sunshine whenever you may need it.

Love,
The doodle mommy

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