Thursday, January 17, 2008

An Open Letter to the Children Currently Populating Hospitals in the Twin Cities Vicinity

Dear Disease-Ridden Gifts from God,

I'm sure you're all very cute and special in your own ways, but please stop passing your horrible little kid-germs to my husband so that he can stop passing them on to me. See, this is why we don't have children, because we like to be happy and healthy and have complete conversations without anyone screaming "Mommy? Mommymommymommymommy!"

With kind thanks,

1 comment:

chris alan jones said...

Dear disease-ridden gifts from God. Genius. Maybe it's that it's 7.30 am, but that is really funny to me.