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Hey chika pea! I’m not going to dwell or beat myself up that this letter is 6 ½ months late. Mostly because this letter is about you and not my guilt and I have already had plenty of time to obsess over this failure. So on with the show. Last September you turned 11! This...
Ding Dong Baby Belle, birthday letter calling! Emme Belle! You’re 10! If ever an occasion called for liberal exclamation use, it’s 10! I can’t help but point out that I’ve been through this occasion twice before, (with your brothers) but I assure you, never has a human been so excited to be 10! So on...
Love her! And you! You write the best letters. Are you making them into books one day? That would be so special.
Dear Jackson, Soooo here we are, almost a month after your birthday. Yes, I’m late again. Welcome, you must be new, I run late. Heavy sigh. Enough about my short comings, let’s talk about your birthday. On May 17th you turned 11 years old. This in the middle of the Em’s dance recital, the end...
Dearest female cherub, Once again it’s time for your birthday letter and once again it’s late. It’s fantastically late, setting new records even! I continue to make fabulous failings in this area. You’re welcome. Now let’s never speak of this again. For you’re 9th birthday we hosted a fashion shoot birthday party for 8 of...
I haven’t commented in a while, but pop in from time to time and am always in awe of the gorgeous work you’re doing. Had to comment on this one, though, because even though I’m only a bloggy friend, I can hardly believe Emme is NINE (and, from the sounds of the letter, has been for a little while now). NINE. I’m just not sure how the heck time keeps passing so quickly.
I’m old.
Jax, Only two short weeks ago you turned ten. I stress the ‘short’ to make me feel better for being so late with this letter. I mean clearly this is your fault for the weeks being so short around you birthday. (Really who’s born at the end of the school year???) This year for you...