To my babies.
I love you and I miss you so much that sometimes I cry myself to sleep at night.
I worry about you even though I know you are in safe hands. I wonder if you are getting to do the things you love to do. No matter what your grades are. Sierra your art is part of who you are. Keep doing it no matter who says what. You CANNOT be grounded from a part of yourself.
Lynndsey you are the bestest sofball player in the world!!
I don't care what anyone says. You do it best!
Its terrible being without you. In my sleep every night I hug you and kiss you til no end.
I remember when I used to read you bedtime stories, Or sing you to sleep. Most of the time it was the only way I could get you to go to sleep at a decent time!
I remember how loud you guys used to be and how I wished you would just be quiet for a moment. No I wish nothing more then to hear you all playing or fighting or laughing and being loud obnoxious children..
My days are lonely without you.
Pan is old enough to be going to job chorp and not needing mom.
But you my babies. Still need someone to look out for you sometimes. You are getting to be very beautiful young ladies and not babies at all. But that doesn't mean that you are ready to be on your own.
Do your homework. Eat your peas. And wash behind your ears.
I can't wait to see you at the end of June.
I hope to pick you up after Lynns last game. Which I plan on rooting for you at Lynn.
I love you both so much.
You are my heartbeat.