Dear Kayli, Chloe, and Brody,
We had a sit-on-the-front-porch kind of morning.
The air and the leaves and the colors whispered, This- is fall.
And your voices and smiles and giggles not-so-much whispered (announced, maybe?), This- is good.
With nothing but milk and granola bars and a freshly raked pile of leaves calling our names, I decided to “interview” you.
Just for a second, I wanted to capture you -zoomed in and slowed down- because you? Are breath-taking.
Kayli, you are The Little Mermaid and violet, pesto cavatappi and You Belong With Me.
You are apple picking, walks and Halloween. Peppermint patties and Nancy Drew.
You are Mondays because you love to dance.
Seven words for seven years old – In between little and big, perfectly scrumptious.
Chloe, you are Shrek 4 and pink, candy and Forget You.
You are the Mall of America, movie nights and Halloween. Sour gummy worms and Junie B. Jones.
You are Fridays because you get snack at school and get to go to Keely’s house.
Five words for five years old – Golden heart with magenta flair.
Brody, you are Finding Nemo and blue, pancakes and Down By the Bay.
You are the zoo, baking cookies and Halloween. Lollipops and Baby Beluga.
You are Mondays because you have swim lessons, your very own class.
Three words for three years old – Loves big, unconditionally.
You are the park, Band Hero and Halloween. Chocolate chip cookies and Alexander.
You are Fridays because that’s when we give into cozy, watch a movie in bed- with breakfast, before school.
There are simply not enough words in this big wide world to tell you this- but wow, are you ever loved.
Thanks to my lovely friend, Alison-