Dear Son,
I love you even if you paint the couch, the microwave, and yourself.
I love you even if you color the floor and the piano with black marker.
I love you even if you smear pizza into the carpet, again.
I love you even if you pester your sister to the point of tears.
I love you even if you do all of this in one day before noon.
I love you no matter what you do.
However, Mommy's patience is not as strong as my love.
