Wow, look at my babies. They grow older and older no matter how tight you hold them. No matter how many times you say you love them. I'm only five years into parenthood! Oh my! Can I please take this moment to beg my parents for forgiveness? For taking all that time from them because of whining, fighting, rebelling and running??

My beloved Harper and Pierce, I can't type a single word or even utter one that could equal the feeling I feel for you. From the moments you entered in my life and made me more than I am. From the beginnings of life as early on as the womb, the hospital room, the beach, the walks, the late nights and diaper fiascos. You will never know the love I have for you until you have your own. I hope that you do and you learn to love like I have.

Above you in this very picture is a giant ficus tree with a canopy of 40' wide. It is majestic and has grown that way from a house plant in a pot. I invite you to grow as big and as strong as that tree. Against everyones wishes, growing whichever way you choose, in search of more light, more life and more branches. I love you so much my babies.