Dearest Kaya Moon & Marley Sky,
On this Christmas eve I write to you, my darling babies. Somehow, you are no longer my blond cherubic infants but real kids- with your own ways. And you are what makes me happy on Christmas. The next 24 hours are all yours. I will be watching and snuggling and playing with you. It's what makes my Christmas merry and bright. You are both such extraordinary children- each in your own ways. It's more than just a twinkle in your eyes. It's something you were born with. The passion, intelligence and confidence of all the women (and men) that have come before you -ingrained in your little souls. My devotion is infinite. I know that you will both change the world. For now though, we can sing as loud as we can in the Jeep and host coffee table dance parties. (Even if it's waaaay past your bed time) My dearest girly whirlies-My spirited children of wonder- Go forth and be Merry!
All my Love-
Mama
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