Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Letter to Noa & Sena- My Girls 2012

Dear Sena & Noa, Whirlwind. I'm not sure where to start. The year ended with us celebrating New Year's Eve in Asheville, after a week-long visit with your cousins whom you adore, your aunt and uncle, and the first peek at Aunt Tanya & Uncle Charles' new restaurant, the Junction. Returning home, I'm shocked. I have no idea where the last month went, let alone the last year. Noa, you're walking. You could walk completely but still move quicker on all fours, so that tends to be your preferred method of transportation. Sena, your interests are expanding as quickly as your mind will allow. Although books and imaginary play are still your favorite things, you're starting to want to play chase, tag, and hide and seek. And you're starting to understand that when we play hide and seek it is more fun if you don't tell us where you're going to hide. As I look forward to 2012, I know a lot of things are going to change over the year. Noa will move from walking to running. She'll move from being my last baby, to being my second toddler. Wait, Sena will also be turning four and will be becoming less of the toddler she is and more of a little girl. My little girls. In the fall, she'll start her last year of preschool, while Noa may start her own "toodles" sometime over the next year. Its hard to believe. I still stutter when I talk about my girls. My babies. My loves. Anyway, your papa and I are so excited to be on this journey with you. To watch your adventures unfold. To try and protect you as much as we can, while letting you learn and navigate and explore. But girls, it is really hard. We just want to hold your hand and keep everything closeby. Stay close. At least this year. Okay? Love, mama