Devils Running

Dear Grace,

I woke up to you yelling Ma! Gave you kisses and went to make coffee and warm you a sippy cup of milk. After I gave you your milk I came out front to smoke. Playing on my phone and all of a sudden a bunch of joggers dressed in costume came down the street. Boy did I feel dumb. Here these people are breathing hard to work their bodies and here I am watching them with a cigarette. I put it out and got you instead. They all waved and smiled at you as they ran by. You threw them kisses. This smoking this is really dragging email down
 It is a good thing Daddy and I decided that our last cigarettes will be smoked by Tuesday ight. Wish us luck! Hopefully next year it will be us running down the street in costume with much healthier lungs so we can be healthier for ourselves and for you!