Letters

Dear Children,

Do you think you will remember yesterday afternoon when we danced in the family room?  We turned up Billy Joel really loudly, and then, all four of us holding hands, jumped up and down like maniacs for the full 3:20, giggling and laughing at Baby Lincoln's first rythmic attempts until I had to go to the bathroom before I wet my pants.  Do you think you will remember that?  Yeah.  Probably not.  But I want you to know that I will.  For the rest of my life.  Thank you, darlings, for providing the magic.

I love you.
Mom

Darling Lincoln,

Yesterday, as I left the supermarket with you on my hip and a grocery bag in my hand, I watched you watch the world.  Everything was new and fascinating to you.  The birds overhead, the breeze in your hair, the puddles after the rain, the people coming and going.  And as I watched you I felt that familiar swelling in my chest that always comes when I really see my children.  How blessed I am to be the one to introduce you to this earth.  What a privilege it is to be entrusted with your care.  I love being your mother, my darling boy, and I look forward to our adventures together.

I will always love you,
Your Mom

Dear Mr. Wicke,

The children and I had a really, lovely day today while you toiled away in your office. We ate outside on the patio, and then we brought out blankets and a pillow and laid them on the grass where we reclined in the sun... Well, some of us reclined. The baby crawled about mostly and Griffin was called away intermittently by mud and such. But, we stayed like that until we had finished Treasure Island and continued our adventures with Harry Potter. It was dreamy. Sometimes motherhood is hard, but then there are moments like this that is a treasure of the heart. I will remember it always.

Thank you for working so hard so that our children and I can create memories like this.

I adore you.
Your Mrs.