I really do want to see the year through with this 52 week photo project I started. Even if I am a little behind.
If you are reading these letters I have written to you over the years, you must be at an age I can't even fathom you being. Maybe you're twelve years old, or eighteen. Or maybe you are a young lady with children of your own. Whatever age you may be, I want you to know how proud I am of your three year old self. You have embraced being a sister to your Maevie girl with your whole heart, and have made my own heart smile & burst from the moment you first lay eyes on her.
How blessed is your Maeve to have you as her side kick, comforter and best friend. And how blessed I am to be your mama.
I love you peachy, more than all the custard and socks in the world.