dear pratt.

dear pratt,

when you turn 45 and get married...remember what i'm about to tell you. or maybe you should use this when you're 40 and looking (for the first time) for the right girl.

the other night, your daddy and i were in the bed. we were just laying really close together talking. i was asking "girl questions". i love these. i know your daddy hates them. but i love them. (you'll understand one day what these are. things like, "tell me your favorite thing about me." etc.)

i asked dad if he ever wondered about being married to me. if he ever wished he were married to someone different. he said, "no, of course not."

and then he went on to say, "i think that pratt is proof that me and you are supposed to be together. that we were meant for each other."

i kept repeating his exact words over and over again in my head. i didn't want to ruin the moment and grab a pen and piece of paper from the nightstand...so i just kept saying it over and over and over again. hoping that i wouldn't forget.

it was perfect. exactly why i was asking those silly "girl questions" in the first place.

as you get older, and you get mad at us. for not letting you take the car out at night. or not letting you have a cell phone when you're 10. please remember that we love you.

and that we are always doing the best we can. i can promise you that. i can promise that we will always try to do what's right for you.

we may fail.

no...we will fail.

but we will always make every single decision about you..concerning you...with love. lots and lots of love.

xoxo, mom.