When I first became a mom, I was like, "Yes! Now we get to do all the cute, fun things I've always wanted to do as a mom!" Pretty soon I realized that there were two things holding me back from that dream. 1. Your kids don't start getting excited for holidays or magic or bedtime stories or whatever as soon as they're born. I had to wait a while. 2. I don't have the desire/energy to want to do all the cute, fun things that I dreamed about doing. I made an advent calendar this year but then I got too tired to put anything in the little boxes that I had hand painted. Lizzy needs to simplify. Oh well. William is starting to get to that age where these little things are really fun to do and if William is excited about something, Fritz is too (at least for five minutes) and that makes it fun.
Then we mailed them and I don't know what will happen with the letters. Maybe we will have a nice mailman who will write back (I have met him a few times and he is very sweet) or maybe it's gone forever somewhere in the North Pole. We may never know.