Apology letters, vol. 1

Dear nice gentleman at the birthday party we went to last weekend,

If you are wondering where that nice pile of mac and cheese on your dinner plate went, I am sorry to tell you that while you weren't looking, my son Charlie took a few handfuls. I would have stopped him, but I didn't notice until I saw him eating the evidence. Don't worry, his hands were clean.

Regards, Raizel

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Dear kid at the park on the rocking motorcycle who was freaked out by my son who was standing 2 inches from you and staring,

I wish you wouldn't have run away so quickly. We were all impressed by your rocking motorcycle skills. Charlie just wanted to be your friend. I guess he missed the memo on personal space.

Hope to see you next week! Raizel

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Dear everyone in the waiting room of the doctor's office last week checking their kids' diapers for poop,

Yes, it was my kid's diaper. Even though I pretended it wasn't.

Toodles, Raizel