It was raining yesterday, much to Ethan's dismay (he's been enjoying the backyard A LOT recently), so we had to open up the craft closet for a table activity. My parents gave him a fun playdough set for Christmas, and that's what he picked. Which was fine, except that the minute he pulled it out, I realized with this panicky-heart-racing sort of feeling that I haven't sent out thank-you notes for Christmas presents yet. Or for Ethan's and Simon's birthdays, in January and February, consecutively. And, oh my word, I haven't sent my mom's birthday present yet either! What in the world is wrong with me?????? I am telling you, I am losing my mind!
Take a deep breath, Rachel. You can fix this, I tell myself. Everyone will understand. And you do, don't you? I am just an overly tired mommy with few spare brain cells devoted to such things as REMEMBERING IMPORTANT BIRTHDAYS!!! (I promise your present will get to you someday, Mom!)
So, here's some pics of the playdough action. Maybe this will count as a thank-you note? Or is that totally lame? :)