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How To Stop Old People from Going into Your Bedroom

My friend Lisa has 3 daughters within two years of each other. Their household is a busy one. As a family, they do a lot of crazy things together, like going backwoods camping, sleeping in tents in the winter for fun, and  – gasp – doing crafts.

Recently, one of her 8-year-old twins decided to keep her older sister out of her room. She crafted the following note and hung it on her door.

M. does mean it. I know that little puppy in the corner looks innocent, but he could turn on you.

I think I need one of these for my bedroom. Only I might change the “over” to “under.” I mean it. Woof.

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Father’s Day Notes, Annotated

I love that I can leave things like Father’s Day cards and crafts to my kids’ teachers. On Friday, both Vivian and William brought home the worst-kept secrets ever: bird houses they painted and built in their Grade One classrooms.

They also brought home letters to their dad.

Here is William’s note. You can see my transcription (and interpretations) below.

Dear Dad [great beginning]

I Love you so much! [This sentence took me a day to write. I told Mom. She says either it’s heartfelt or I spent 44 minutes daydreaming about Decepticons.]

I like shooting bask[ets] with you and playing soccer with you [especially when you I score on you, like I did at last night’s parents vs. children soccer game].

love william [who needs capital letters? e. e. cummings didn’t].

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Here is Vivian’s letter (William’s twin sister):

Dear Dad [another fab opener],

Thank you for making my life better in the past few years [even though those first four years were very rough].

You ARE the best! [as opposed to…were?]

You buy us things we like [way too much according to Mom], and you play with us.You love us too.

Wow dad I don’t know how you do that [but I plan to google it soon].

You would get a trophy from me…You will! [but Mom doesn’t like letting any more stuff in the house].

Love you[r] daughter Vivian [you know, in case you were thinking I was someone else’s daughter].