1)
Dear Clara,
I am sorry I left your water bottle in the car. I hope you are not too thirsty at school today as a result.
Somehow whenever there are umbrellas (three, today) involved in the morning drop-off, they crowd other details out of my head. Apparently I can remember to check for five things, and only five. Usually they are: water, lunch, snack, folder, special friend toy. Today is was: umbrella, umbrella, umbrella, lunch, whatever else happened to have found its way into your backpack by chance. Your water, secure in the car drinks holder? Still there. I am sorry.
I forgot the library books we were going to return this afternoon as well. Oh well. They'll keep.
I love you,
Mommy.
2)
Dear Winton,
I am sorry I grouched at you about the umbrellas on our way back to the car after dropping off Clara. I was mad at myself for having forgotten her water bottle so when I said "Hold it upright, and look where you're going! Stop poking people. Grr. I hate these umbrellas!" It wasn't really your fault. It was me. Taking my self-loathing out on you. I am sorry.
I love you,
Mommy.
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