Dear Patrick,
I didn’t take a lot of notes on you this month of October, which I’m calling the month of Mitch&Meg. Your parents focused on themselves and I’m not apologizing - I’m just stating this fact. Your dad had his first pool board meeting (as part of his quest to literally “rule the pool”) and I had a trip to Macon where I got to spend some much needed alone time with Omi and Pop, who as you know, are two of my most favorite people. There were a lot of date nights, and dinner with friends, and even a private Susto concert. Also, although I know you thought I was a ninja (for you and like you) for Halloween, I have to confess that I dressed like Uma Thurman from Kill Bill because it’s one of your dad’s favorite movies. At the end of the month, your father and I treated ourselves to a vacation in Miami and it was one of the greatest trips we’ve ever had. I hope that doesn’t hurt your feelings - we did miss you, of course, but sitting by the pool and relaxing on the beach while "John" brought us breakfast shore-side did help. I should note that you hit a milestone: you can make two lattes without any help from us - you get cups, froth the milk, insert the Nepresso pods and can deliver that morning magic to us in bed (without spilling a drop)... but as I type, this particular note does sound more about your lucky parents. Well, we are the winners this month.
Oh, I do see on the calendar that you got a flu shot.
Love always,
Mom
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