Thursday, July 7, 2011

Writer's Workshop: My Child's Obsession(s)

For this week's writing prompts, I chose the one that spoke to me: an open letter to my sons' obsession.

For Spencer:


Dear Caillou:
Please stop being such a whiny bitch.
Yours,



Dear Super Readers:
Thank you thank you thank you so much for currently overriding Spencer's love of Caillou.
Sincerely,




Dear Tampa Bay Rays:
Please start hitting the ball. And make sure you keep Zobrist and Damon on your team always, because those are Spencer's favorite players. And maybe Spencer could through the opening pitch? He's only three, but he's got a great wind-up.
Always,




Dear Morning Routine:
I shouldn't be resentful of you. It's probably good to know that the moment he walks out of his room he wants cereal, sippy cup (even though he no longer drinks out of a sippy cup) and Disney. And a waffle, if available. And Henry, if awake. I know you irritate me when I'm trying to get ready for work, but at least I always know what he wants.
Eternally,


and for Henry:



Dear food,
Eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat ... yum. Thank you for making my youngest so happy. He's not fat, so I don't know where it's going.
Truly,

6 comments:

Stacie said...

Dear April,

I will be cheering for the opposing team this Sunday, live from Yankee Stadium. I hope we can still be friends.

Yankees rule for life,
Stacie

PS. my commenting works now. Weeeeeird.

april said...

Dear Derek Jeter, please please please don't hit your 3,000 hit against my Rays. Thanks.

Stace: we can of course be friends, as long as your know that I would rather root for those smelly Red Sox than the Yankees. Have a great time at the game, and I'm so glad you can comment again!

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Anonymous said...

Very cute. :) Nicely done.

Shea-Shea said...

Dear Spencer, if you can get your auntie hooked up with a Rays player, you will have boxed seats for life. I'm available anytime.

Love, Auntie Shea.

Ps. Dear Henry, if your brother doesn't come through on the Rays player, I'll provide you with all the food you want, if you can come up with a nice guy who cooks....

Mama Fuss said...

My little rolly boy is very fond of food thse days, too. It's like - this is real stuff! Where have you been hiding?