You’re going to think I’m being repetitive if every time you hear from me it’s to complain about mama. Yet here I am once again having to deal with a mama that obviously doesn’t think about me before she goes off and has a good time.
This time it was even worse because she came home after being gone a whole week and she smelled like my boyfriend Reilly! Can you believe that?
She went to visit Reilly and his little brother Denny and she didn’t take me!
OK. So yes she flew and yes I would not like flying. And yes I didn’t have to go to camp and yes my daddy was with me and yes daddy and I had a great time.
So maybe it wasn’t all that bad. I guess.
She came home Wednesday night and I made sure to get her up very early Thursday so that we could spend lots and lots of quality minutes together.
She was very appreciative.
She did get to see the sunrise because of me. She said it was pretty. I guess it probably was, I don’t know because I went back to sleep as soon as she was up and moving around.
She did take me to my favorite park Thursday afternoon and we even got to watch some guys do a managed burn at one of my other parks!
I’ve never seen that before, it would have been scary if I hadn’t been in my car with my mom right by me. Mom thought it was very interesting even though emotionally she has a hard time with something burning up right in front of her eyes.
Mama said she liked the bits of spring she found better than all the smoke and flames across the way.
And she says we better enjoy it while we can because those weather people are predicting snow this weekend.
So anyway…I’m thinking maybe I shouldn’t be so hard on mama. My Mr. Reilly wanted her to visit for a few days and she went to take care of him, and I’m thankful she could do that, cause Mr. Reilly is a very very special guy.
The fact that mama got to walk on the beach without me is something I will just have to forgive. Forgiving will be easier if there are treats involved. You, my faithful readers, may want to remind mama of that important detail.
She seems to have forgotten that part of our contract.
Your gal Katie, patience is my middle name.