Dear Mama,
Happy Mother's Day! I love you so much. Thank you so much for all the things you do to take care of me. That's why last night I called your name in the middle of the night. I just really needed to see you and have you hold me and tell me everything was going to be okay. That makes me feel so much better.
Thanks for not getting mad at me when I make wrong choices like reaching for the hot stove or pulling off my diaper. And you always forgive me so quickly. Thanks.
Thanks for teaching me so much, like where my cheeks are and where to put my dirty clothes and to listen to Daddy. Thanks for singing songs with me, silly songs like "Skinnamarinkydink" (am I spelling that right, Mama?) and songs about Jesus. Thanks for teaching me how to follow Jesus.
There's a good reason why I grin so big when you come get me in the morning. And there's a good reason why I say "Mama. Mama" over and over again when you're not home and rush to the door when I hear you jingle your keys. It's because no one makes me happy like you do. There's no one else I can count on like I can count on you. No one who willingly sacrifices so much simply out of love. No one else who I really want to be like when I grow up.
I love you so much,
Madeline
PS Simeon agrees with all this. He just doesn't know it yet.
Happy Mother's Day! I love you so much. Thank you so much for all the things you do to take care of me. That's why last night I called your name in the middle of the night. I just really needed to see you and have you hold me and tell me everything was going to be okay. That makes me feel so much better.
Thanks for not getting mad at me when I make wrong choices like reaching for the hot stove or pulling off my diaper. And you always forgive me so quickly. Thanks.
Thanks for teaching me so much, like where my cheeks are and where to put my dirty clothes and to listen to Daddy. Thanks for singing songs with me, silly songs like "Skinnamarinkydink" (am I spelling that right, Mama?) and songs about Jesus. Thanks for teaching me how to follow Jesus.
There's a good reason why I grin so big when you come get me in the morning. And there's a good reason why I say "Mama. Mama" over and over again when you're not home and rush to the door when I hear you jingle your keys. It's because no one makes me happy like you do. There's no one else I can count on like I can count on you. No one who willingly sacrifices so much simply out of love. No one else who I really want to be like when I grow up.
I love you so much,
Madeline
PS Simeon agrees with all this. He just doesn't know it yet.
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