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Nineteen and Counting

Happy birthday, sweet William. I suppose you don’t know who Rod Stewart is or the song, Forever Young, but if you did you would know that it’s a song that makes moms cry (even after Pampers ruined it by incorporating … Continue reading

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My Third Time Charm, a Birthday Letter

I love your summer birthday, nestled into the pulse of the loveliest three months. I love that you always want the same exact birthday meal (bombers, banana cream pie, and plain old vanilla ice cream cake). Predictable, exact, wonderful, you. … Continue reading

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Stay Gold, as Close to Heaven as I’ll Ever Get

“I don’t believe in God. I think Jesus was just a man, but with you in my life I feel part of some heavenly plan.You’ve shown me that there is faith without fear or regret. You are a love as … Continue reading

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Six it Is

Six is the year little boys seem to turn into kids. Look at that little misplaced tooth… how can one grin contain so much innocence and sneakiness at once? Happy Birthday, Mighty Mighty Quinn. 48 lbs. later (for both of … Continue reading

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Fifteen, waiting for Twenty-Five

Dear William, Technically, you aren’t fifteen until 2:44pm today, significant in that you were born exactly sixteen minutes before the doctors were going to throw in the towel and perform a c-section. I tell you this every birthday: I believe … Continue reading

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Sweet Sixteen

It’s quite possible that the person that invented the phrase sweet sixteen meant it as an oxymoron. In my experience sixteen has a temper and is a little moody. It’s May 17th and you, my birthday girl, my only girl, … Continue reading

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Twenty.

Dear Luke, It is the eve of your birth, twenty years later. Twenty. In four more hours your teenage years will be completely gone. Dust. Did I ever tell you that when I was in fourth grade, we performed The … Continue reading

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A Time to Dance, A Time to Mourn

I skipped both birthday letters for my Spring babies. That is a first. Ever. I am either a horrible mother or I am paralyzed, still, with the waiting that comes prior to my eldest child leaving home. It’s like a … Continue reading

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Fourteen Years and I Love You

  Aw, Lizzie Girl. Happy Birthday, my blue eyed girl. It is one in the morning and the house is just settling down. I wonder how you will remember your early teenage years and the energy of this house. I … Continue reading

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Welcome to Adulthood

Happy Eighteen, Luke. I am only twenty-five in this picture, holding your two pound self. I was eighteen when I met your dad. That is incredible to me. How can that be? You have been a bit apprehensive about turning … Continue reading

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