Another sappy letter to my children

Dear Maddie and Sam,

I’ve given up on writing you individual letters. I have the very best of intentions, but time is a precious commodity these days and writing one letter to you both makes more sense.

Mad, let’s start with you. You’re three and a half years old. You’ve mastered the arts of negotiation, stalling and extortion. You’re fully prepared for your teenage years or a seat in Congress.

Our life has changed pretty drastically in the last three months. Sam has disrupted our routine and thrown everything for a loop, but you’re handling it like champ. You’ve never once shown any jealousy or ill will toward Sam. You rush to see what’s wrong when he’s upset, you love to wake him up in the morning and play with him. You’re a fabulous big sister and Sam is lucky to have you.

Maddie, you’re such a wonderful girl. Sure you get on my every last nerve, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. You’re loving, funny, insane, creative and a whirlwind of activity. You never stop moving or talking. You even talk in your sleep, baby girl. I look at you and can hardly believe that you’re the same little baby I nurtured three years ago. I had no idea that you’d grow into such an awesome little kid.

Sammy Sam, you’re pretty stinkin’ awesome, too. You’re fat and roly poly and so happy. Unless you’re not being held or entertained. Left to your own devices, you scream like you’re being tarred and feathered. Recently you’ve become incredibly verbal. There’s a real laugh about to explode out of you at any moment. I cannot wait! Maddie’s first laugh is one of my most precious memories.

You’re quite the Senor Kickypants these days. Your little legs are hardly ever still. You’ve discovered your hands and watch them so intently that you go cross-eyed. Which is adorable and creepy at the same time. Anytime someone makes eye contact with you, you smile your huge, wet grin at them. Your eyes crinkle with delight when you see me over your crib rail for night feedings. It almost makes up for the fact that you wake me up WAY TOO OFTEN to eat at night. ALMOST.

You two are the most frustrating, crazy-making, delightful, wonderful people in the world. I love you more than you’ll ever know.

Love,
Mama

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