Dear Blossom, in the 22 months since you were born I have been told that you look like Daddy, Auntie Emma, Uncle Chris, your Great-Grandpa Girard, Nan Cheetham, your second cousin Josh, ‘the Goulds’ and me. Since all these people look incredibly different I believe everyone is wrong and you just look like you. Absolutely beautiful. Dear Bubbles, as for you, you apparently have my nose and Daddy’s mouth, whereas Blossom has my mouth and Daddy’s nose. It all gets very complicated! Either way your nose is very cute and me and Blossom love to beep it several times a day. You’ll get used to us, promise. Dearest Daughters, whoever you may look like, may you always know that you are fearfully and wonderfully made.