Dear Sunday,
I am gonna be honest. I am not always a fan of you because you signal the weekends' almost over. Dear baby girl, thank you for being a rock star. I love that you slept for an hour and a half this morning I got a lot done. Dear yellow munchkin inflatable duck, you provide so much fun for molly I can't believe it. Dear mama, thank you for being my mama. Dear husband, you are so sweet. I love that you told me I was prettier than the sunrise today.
Love,
me
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