Dear Little –

You survived your first sleepover at Maddy’s house. Her parents also survived for those old enough to read and understand what having two 4-and 5-year-olds in a small apartment overnight could be like.

Your dad and I went to watch the Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me taping. It was nice to get away and know that you were in for a fun night.

After the show, I put my phone back on and saw I missed a ton of messages from Maddy’s mom.  I panicked. Are you not going to bed? Did you fall at the park? Are you in the ER? Did Maddy decide she didn’t want to share her parents overnight?

My panic turned instantly into laughter as I think this is my new favorite text, ever.



Yes, you are a good little reader.