 Dear Kristian, Brooke, and Hayley, There is such a story behind me and y’all. Each of you have your own little story. I am so very proud of each of you. I could not have asked for a better set of kids. Kristian, you are my bub. From the time you were born, you have the most caring, loving, laid back kid I have ever met. You are so much like your father, and you should be proud of that. I remember when you were about 5 and I had just gotten home from work. You and your sister Brooke came over and crowded around me. Out of the blue, Brooke asked me if she could have boobs. I told her, yeah all girls get boobs when they get older. And you, well you made me laugh till I cried. From behind me, you asked me if you could have boobs too. I started giggling and saying "no boys don’t get boobs." Your response was priceless. Straight faced, you said "but my Daddy has boobs." You are 12 now, and I still don’t know how to respond to that. Your dad is a big guy is all I can say. When I told your Momma Cindy, she laughed so hard on the phone I could hear her crying. It didn’t help that you were in the background saying that your dad had big boobs. I love you bub, with every bit of my heart. So smart, so special, everything a mom could want in a son. Now you Brooke, you are the sweetest little thing God could have created. From your birth even now, at the age of 10 ½, you have been just as sweet as apple pie. When you were little there is a little story that I remember. I had gotten home from work with a headache. I was sitting on the couch and you came up and asked me what was wrong. I told you my head hurt, that I had a headache. You quickly gave me a kiss on my forehead and said there, all better now and skipped off. Honey, yes that little kiss made my whole week better. You said it so innocently, so matter of factly. All I could do was sit there and smile. To this day, that is one of my favorite little stories about you. I am not being bias when I tell people that I have the sweetest little girl in the world for my daughter. So smiley, so sweet, my baby Brookie.  Oh Hayley, the stories about you are priceless. You never cease to amaze me. God gave me you to teach me a few lessons. And yes, you really have taught me a whole lot. Where do I start? You were born with cleft palate. It scared me, I had never encountered that. Feeding you and caring for you was life changing. I had to learn how to be more patient than in my past, to let other people help me even if I didn’t ask for it. You had corrective surgery in July 2010, and it went off without a hitch. Me and your dad were so scared. We paced floors, and wandered the hospital hallways. When the nurse came out and said you were out of surgery, I hit my knees. Thank you GOD for doing us and her this favor. You were pretty out of it for awhile, but when you were taken to your room, you woke up a little bit. I told you how proud I was of you, and I didn’t expect you to talk at all. The best words I have ever heard were your first words that night. You said, clean and clear, "Thank you." You went back to sleep through most of the night. You have taught me much, and are still teaching me. You have given me a run for my money. So happy, so determined, my little monkey jumping on the bed.
Each of you have taught me something. I love you all so very much. My babies, that is what y’all are. Thank you being my babies. Love always, Mama
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