Bedtime Notes

F was home on Mon am before leaving for CA and he did something we used to do back when we were young and had time. He left us each a note (it used to be just for me or me leaving notes for him) by our pillows. M's eyes teared up when she read hers and she was embarrassed like when I catch her crying while she reads or watches a movie. J made a magnatile structure to keep his note in and wants me to save it "for the rest of my kid life." I have A asleep on me and other monkeys downstairs with a sitter. But it is time to let her go home (she is the third person I have to pay today!) and to face the loud crying evening ahead. J just asked me if the man who killed John Lemon (a leitmotif) had cool clothes and if he is going to "apology" to Yoko when he gets out of jail. M told her sitter that her birthday (11/11 Veteran's Day) is veterinarian's day. Off to mother more.