Dear Jacob,   Here’s a letter with no particular occasion, apart from capturing some of the sweetest moments of this time in your life, your toddlerhood. They escape me so quickly. My mind is like a sieve these days. Know that I love every minute with you. Every minute. Even the ones that throw my […]

Henry is growing like a weed—an adorable, chunky, sweet, beautiful weed. At eight weeks old, he’s wearing clothes for a nine-(and twelve-)month-old  and he’s into size three diapers. For those not familiar with baby sizes, here’s another comparison: Jacob, who is twenty-seven months older, probably has about ten pounds on him. Eleven, tops.   The […]

Dear Jacob,   This letter has been weeks in the making. Life is busy with you and baby Henry. I think about your growth and progress all the time. I thank God for you over and over each day. I’ve even taken notes as to not forget what I’ve been thinking about you. Now, finally, […]