My dearest children,

I think I finally realized today just how fast your childhood is flying by. And unlike my grand plans prior to having children, not a one of you has a finished babybook! I've never sat down and written you letters that you can loving read in adulthood to remind you of these early days. And despite the fact that I own two cameras, it never feels as if I've taken enough pictures of you either. And the days really are flying by. It always feels as if I'll have more time. More time to take pictures. More time to write. More time to enjoy you.

And yet, deep down I know. I know, this is it. Today will never happen again. You will never be exactly as you are today.

And so, once again, I set out to write you letters. And I'll dream that someday you will read these and cherish them.

love,
mom