Dear Madeline, you’re seriously killing me, smalls. I know you don’t feel good but do you really have to wake up every single hour screaming? And how on earth did you manage to stay awake from 12-3 without nodding off? Killing me. Dear Susannah, you’re the only 4-year-old I’ve ever known to use words like “mediocre.” Dear Spirit Air, thanks for the incredible deal on the tickets to Portland. I’m really hoping that we won’t have to parachute out of the plane or anything. Dear dad, thanks for the reminder to never play Yahtzee with you. You broke my 24,852 game winning streak. Jeremy should be happy now. Dear Heather, if you need help picking out a good watermelon, call me. ;) Dear Tuesday, whatever. I was busy, okay?