 Dear Cubby Cakes, Riley Bear, and Dragon, It's good to set goals in life. Challenge yourself to do something that isn't easy, then work hard to make it happen. I think it is a good thing, as a young person, to make a list of goals and dreams. Set the bar high, but not out of reach. I made such a list when I was 18 years old. Here are some things I've marked off: get Master's Degree, run marathon, finish a triathalon. But the greatest accomplishment from that list was "to have a healthy baby"...and I did it three times! People with master's degree's are a dime a dozen and the glory of a race fades away in time, but my boys? Now there is something truly glorious. There is something born in mothers the moment a child is brought into the world, that forms a love beyond previous comprehension. Thank you Jesus! I hadn't been so sure. I had thought I maybe should've went with a puppy, but I knew I liked puppies and thought they were cute. Babies? I didn't know.... We've always had fun. I hope you will remember all the cool things we have done. Having you was a great excuse to do all those awesomely fun things that mature people are above...Things like stomping on sheets of bubble wrap, silly string fights, decorating a cake with gummy worms...stuff like that.
I think that some of the best times we've had have been camping. I hope you remember them. I don't think you ever knew what an enormous challenge it was for me to be a women and pitch a tent all by myself. I was worried about that. Do you remember the time at Twin Bridges campground when there came a terrible wind storm, and the tent blew away? Guess I didn't have it secured tightly. Gosh you boys were great! There was a storm raging outside, and you all just sat in the tent amusing yourself and being content. Nobody was scared and nobody wanted to go home. Remember that time at Sam A. Baker when I packed everything you can imagine, but forgot the sleeping bags? That was awful. But you were all happy and content sleeping on air mattresses and beach towels. I was dieing, but you were just fine. Do you remember the campfires, and the wonderful creations we invented in our hobo stew? Sometimes it was burnt, sometimes it was raw, and sometimes it was oddly crunchy... but it was the best food ever! You still request "hobo stew" often when we're just at home planning supper. I hope you remember. You are all growing so big and tall. You're turning into men before my very eyes. But I'll never forget. I'll never forget when you were tiny and fragile and I was the world to you....and you to me. You always will. No matter what. I love you more than life itself, Mom
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