My precious boys, it does not seem so long ago that you were so small,
and tiny that I could hold you in my arms with no struggle.
It does not seem like a lifetime ago that I was rocking you both to sleep at night.
I remember longing for the day when you would tell me of your adventures, and for the sweet sound of your voice. And here they are, telling me everyday.
Your little fingers are growing so long,
and your hair is not as light as it once was.
You run and skip everywhere you possibly can.
You are so hungry for information, so thirsty for knowledge.
My how I love watching you grow.
I can not imagine the type of men you will become.
I only hope and pray that you are full of honor and integrity, full of grace and humility.
I look forward to the journey that you are both on.
I love you
Mommy
and tiny that I could hold you in my arms with no struggle.
It does not seem like a lifetime ago that I was rocking you both to sleep at night.
I remember longing for the day when you would tell me of your adventures, and for the sweet sound of your voice. And here they are, telling me everyday.
Your little fingers are growing so long,
and your hair is not as light as it once was.
You run and skip everywhere you possibly can.
You are so hungry for information, so thirsty for knowledge.
My how I love watching you grow.
I can not imagine the type of men you will become.
I only hope and pray that you are full of honor and integrity, full of grace and humility.
I look forward to the journey that you are both on.
I love you
Mommy
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