You're 2 years old now...which means you're old enough to know the truth. The truth about your mother. My name is 'Mommy' and I am addicted to the Bachelor and Bachelorette. Yes kids. It has been this way for the past 5 years.
This is why your bed time is 8:00 prompt on Monday nights. It's not because I don't love you. It's because Mommy needs her reality TV time. (And let's be honest, so does your dad, your Aunt Mary, and really most of the rest of your family now.) This is also why this will be a short blog tonight.
Doesn't matter that only 13% of the couples are still successfully matched. Nope. It's all about the drama. Someday, I anticipate that you'll be watching it with me. I'll have to teach you the words 'amazing' and 'journey' before then though or the show won't make sense.
I love you to the moon and back babies. I miss you today. More than you could ever know. I hope you sleep tight and mommy will check on you when you're sound asleep and dreaming of everything wonderful. I love you. And I love the Bachelorette..
P.S. Go on and give us a love vote. :) We're nearing the end...it's do or die time!