Dear Kid,

Today is going to be a terrible night. I had eat dinner this morning (or is it breakfast this evening?) because I was running early for play.

With shoes on my hands, I…

ENOUGH!

Today (it turns out) is National Opposite Day. And it is really, really hard to write in opposites and actually say anything. (Although perhaps the point of Opposite Day is to write and say nothing. In which case our elected officials [and lawyers] near and far should embrace today as their national holiday.)

Mostly, National Opposite Day is celebrated by children and people who like to eat breakfast at dinner time. Which I do.

Which means I have to decide between an omelet and French toast for supper.

Either way: Yum.

Love, Mom