Thank you for being both a mother and father to us all these years. We know it wasn't easy and we appreciate it more now that we have kids of our own.
We think of you sometimes late at night when we have a spouse to help us put a frightened child back to bed, clean up after a sick child, change the sheets on a soiled bed, or whatever it may be. We remember how many times you were up with us in the night and then went to work the next morning. Now we understand how you tired you must have been.
And we think of you when we play with our kids. We remember all the times you played baseball with us, walked along railroad tracks, rode bikes, played hopscotch, board games, and Uno. And we are glad we can do these things with our children, too.
When we watch you with our children we think about how lucky they are to know you. And how lucky we are to have you as a mom... and a dad.Love,
Tina, Toby, and Randy
2 comments:
what a lovely post! I loved how you pointed out the help you get from your spouse and how it make you think of your Mom. My dad wasn't around for most of my childhood and I often think of how blessed I am to have my husband and how my Mom really had to step up to the plate after he left and how hard it must have been for her. It's something I didn't rally think about when I was a kid.
I so want to type about what a nice post this is.
But, I really need to get a tissue.
What a sweet thing to do, Christina.
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