Dear Self, ten minutes ago,
You are about to promise to make your son a periodic table that is both large and will stick on the wall, and also will be able to have each element as a card on the floor. And you are going to agree that it will be black.
Darling, this is crazy. You don't have the time to make this. You don't even quite know where to begin, and in ten minutes you will both regret this promise and remain befuddled as to how you will make good on it.
Before you speak, think about the fact that Henry has a photographic memory, and will continue to remind you about this promise at inconvenient times until you satisfy his desire for said large, playable, periodic table, and you will feel guilty until you figure this one out.
If any crafty folks out there want to help by throwing out ideas for you, I'd recommend sending them something nice as a token of appreciation. It's only fair.
Sincerely, Yourself, right now.
P.S. You are stealing this Open Letter format idea from Andi, but since you are disclosing this and giving her a shout, I don't think she will mind.
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Musings of a mother and former radical lawyer, who's very busy working it all out.
Radical Mama
- Radical Mama
- Gainesville, FL, United States
- Radical Mama: I'm a full-time mama, a non-practicing civil rights attorney, a knitter, a reader, and sometimes-writer. I have two boys: Henry and Toby. Both have quirks and unique needs, but are sweet, hilarious, smart, and so rad.
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