Wyatt, I love you. You are always thinking ahead. You are always thinking about the next thing. You are always wanting more. It makes me crazy sometimes, because I feel like nothing is ever enough for you, but it makes you more driven to get what you want.
Levi, I love you. You never do what the norm is. If the whole world says black, you say white. If the whole world wants more, you want less. You are a 5 year old boy who loves to cuddle, and watch smurfs. You like figure skating better than hockey. You like to be home, when everyone else wants to go. But all you ever want to do is be happy. You work the hardest you can to make your world a happy place.
Maverick. I love you. I feel like I hardly know who you are yet. But you love to smile, and you love your dad. And grampy too. There isn't a toy in the world that you would rather play with than looking out the window. And you think the dog is hilarious.
You three are all so different, and I love seeing every day what you come up with to make my life more interesting.
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