Zona

Dear Sabrina,

I'm sorry I made you cry last night but you were just asking for an accident to happen while trying to stand on those pillows in the kitchen. That's a slippery tile floor and I worry enough about you falling down while walking in socks across that floor. I just couldn't watch as you tried to stand on the small pillows piled one on the other. I'd rather have you cry in anger and disappointment than pain.

Dear Conroy,

I'm sorry I made you cry this morning by picking you up and carrying you out of the living room. But when I asked you to stop doing something that makes an irritating noise and then you look me right in the eye and do it again...

You'll understand when you have kids.

Love you both,

Bahbah