Dear popsicle,
April is tiring. Don't you think?
The weather is bleak. Most of the days, it is raining.
You are tired. I am tired.
Earlier this month, the Anderson school informed us that you were on their waiting list. You seemed OK when you learned the news. I will not forget the day when we were laughing hysterically, and within seconds, your laughter turned into tears.
Waiting is not fun....