Dear Blossom, you really appreciate the beauty of life and I have a feeling that Spring may become your favourite season. You stop to listen to birdsong, collect fallen petals to pass on as gifts and find delight in each and every new bud. Your enthusiasm for life and nature is contagious! Dear Bubbles, I love that you can find your way round our secret garden without any direction, throw twigs in the pond for the fish to eat and take your shoes off in every cafe we visit. Your sweet ways warm my heart. Dearest Daughters, may you always find time to stop and smell the roses.
What is your favourite thing about Spring?
Dear Blossom, I am loving your enthusiasm for gardening and so proud of your sweet and generous nature. I’m sure Wendy the goat will be delighted with her home grown carrots but I just hope that you will allow us to eat some too! Dear Bubbles, you’re growing fast now that you’ve entered your twos and I’m loving the little lady you are becoming. Watching you dance and sing as you do your self-taught ballet is one of the sweetest parts of my day. Dearest Daughters, watching you grow is both a privilege and a joy, but please don’t grow too fast will you!?
What cute things have your kiddos been up to lately?
Dear Blossom, today at lunch you declined eating baguette… BAGUETTE! But you love baguette! It’s official then, my little hobbit has lost her appetite and really is under the weather. Having both my girls nap should be a rare treat but hearing you softly snore whilst bundled up on the sofa all afternoon makes Mummy hope her little lady is feeling better soon. Dear Bubbles, folding laundry and changing the beds is not my favourite task of the week, but it is way more enjoyable when your oh so sweet toddler spontaneously declares, “I love you, Mummy.” Mama loves you too little limpet, thanks for loving me so well. Dearest Daughters, Mama is so thankful that she gets to take care of you in sickness and in health.
Anyone else got the dreaded lurgy? 3 out of 4 of us here.
Dear Blossom, warning… life doesn’t always go to plan, your most recent haircut being the case in point. Almost three inches later and following a few tears (on my part) you’re still as cute as a button and sweet as a lollipop. It really is what’s inside that matters but puffy tutu skirts do help. Dear Bubbles, your birthday next week will see you leaving the sweet toddle of your baby days behind you and trudging full gusto into your
terrible tremendous twos. Your cheeky ways continue to keep us on our toes, your incredible cuteness constantly blows us away and your love for your big sister melts my heart. Dearest Daughters, we laugh more and love more with you in our lives, may you always know how deeply you are cherished.
Hands up whose received a hair cut they later regretted? (The year was 2006…)
Dear Blossom, how you manage to be such a fashionista I’ll never know. Whilst Mummy rolls out of the house in her usual ensemble of scraped back hair, bubble ridden cardi and overly worn jeans your trademark winter shorts and classic style brings coos from strangers and leave Mummy feeling she really must make more of an effort. Dear Bubbles, not one to be left out you rock your own unique style that involves safety pins and over sized skirts. Mummy may be thrifty but you my dear, are oh so cute! Dearest Daughters, may you always remember that life is a precious gift. Every day deserves to be celebrated in your Sunday best.
Am I the only Mummy that looks like a slob in comparison to my immaculately dressed kids?
Dear Blossom, being the big sister is a big responsibility for such little shoulders to bare and you do it with such enthusiasm and grace. Thank you for trying to keep your sister on the straight and narrow, you are incredibly conscientious (if sometimes a bit bossy) just like your Mama! Dear Bubbles, watching you in your big sister’s old clothes really does make my heart melt. I thought I was blessed to have one daughter but now that I have two, I know that my cup is truly overflowing. Dearest Daughters, may your hands and hearts always be this close.
Anyone else gonna admit to being a bit bossy?
Dear Blossom, what a sweet little girl you are becoming; kind, conscientious and such an encourager. Thanks for cheering me on and keeping me company, I’m not going to want to let you go when big school arrives next year. Dear Bubbles, now that you are officially a walking, talking toddler the fun has really started! Thank you for making me laugh deep within my belly and for bringing sunshine on even the cloudiest of days. Dearest Daughters, may you continue to bless people in your own unique ways, wherever God may place you.
In what ways do the little ones in your life bless you?