My little ones, you are so smart. You are funny. You are caring. You are brave. You have hearts that could make all the world’s oceans pale in comparison to the vast majority of love they hold. I am so proud of you, and I love you more than even makes sense to me.
My babies, you are so stubborn. You are loud. You are demanding. You don’t listen a lot of the time. You are full of attitude (wonder where you got that from). I am still proud of you, and I still love you so much more than you could fathom.
I love you the same no matter if you’ve completely destroyed the house or if you’ve helped me polish it to near perfection.
I love you the same whether it seems we’ve had the longest day in history or I wish it wasn’t over already.
When you’re a little older, it won’t matter if you bring home all As or you fail every class, I’ll love you just the same (and get you a ton of tutoring).
My love for you will never waver. It will never change regardless of what you do. It will be there always, just as big and strong as it has been since the day you were born.
I hope you know that Jesus does too. Before you were even born, He knew what your whole life would look like.
He knew you’d have that cowlick in the middle of your forehead and you’d chip a tooth not long after you got them.
He loves those little things just as much as I do, if not more.
He knew you’d have a spitfire attitude and a larger than life personality that gets you into trouble more than you’d like. His love for you stretches wider than you can see anyway.
His love for you hasn’t faltered no matter what. He knows what you’ve done and what you will do. Through the good times and the bad, He’s right there, loving you every step of the way.
If there’s anything I hope you know, it’s that mama and Jesus love you, no matter what.