Dear Edie. My daughter. Before you were born, I didn’t know you, but I dreamed you. I dreamed you with blonde hair, with spirit, with a smile that would melt us. But in my wildest dreams there was no way to know how much joy you would give me by simply watching you be you. And you are fully and completely you. Every day. You are sweet and sharp and you don’t miss a beat, but the ways in which you challenge us are maybe the best parts about you. You are a new soul, I believe. Fresh to this world and wide open to its beauty, which you live to be a part of in your songs and your dresses and your dance, and you’re sensitive to its heartbreak and for that I am the most proud. Dear Edie, if you want to dance, I would tell you to dance like nobody’s watching, except I know how you love an audience. So sweet girl, if you want to dance, dance like everyone’s watching and you love them all. And they love you too. I know I sure do. You’re not what I dreamed. You’re more. So much more.
Love, your Momma.
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Fatherhood in all its sweet and exhausting glory.
Fall has us feeling a bit more together, starting to snuggle up and hunker down. Every day is different with these growing girls. Today a bath before supper turned into tag-teaming a poop-in-the-bath-with-both-girls-and-all-the-toys situation. I screeched. I groaned. He laughed and shook his head...said “you’re acting like you’ve never pooped in the bath before...” 😑 💩Then I laughed and here we are in the messy, funny, weird, gross, sweet and lovely, snuggly trenches. Together.
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