Birthday Time

I can hardly believe that Kaliz is having her third birthday this week. She has decided on a princess birthday party even though mom and dad have been encouraging a butterfly theme. (We already have the decorations.)

Whenever birthdays come around, I try to think back to the day they were born and remember every detail. Is it normal that I'm already starting to forget? Because I'm such a terrible journal-ist and have been, well, since the girls came along, I write them a birthday letter every year. I write as much as I can about the past year and funny events and what they're doing, how they are and how much I love them. Then I seal the envelope and put it in our safe. I'm already getting quite a collection. I hope that someday when I give it to them it means something, you know. That they will be able to feel all the love I've been trying to give them. It seems in day to day life, it's easy leave the message that they come second to the dishes and vacuuming and I hope they know that's not the case. I love these girls.