I’ve been a good mom all year. I’ve fed, cleaned and cuddled my
children on demand, visited the doctor’s office more than my doctor
and sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a
shade tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread
my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this
letter with my son’s red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the
laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I’ll find any more
free time in the next 18 years.
Here are my Christmas wishes: more….”
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