liam + burke // You created a fortress this week by digging between an old brick wall and tree in our backyard. I don’t mind as long as it doesn’t hurt the tree. You both assured me it wouldn’t. You also carved a few sticks you found into daggers and other small tools you’ll need in your fort, or perhaps for living in the wild someday.
blythe // The colder, drier weather always chaps your lips, and I have to remind you to drink more water and rub oil or lip balm over them. Although your smile feels partial here as a result, the light and windblown hair reflects your brightness of heart.
olive // Your expressions are endless, both physically and verbally. This week you told me your life was “falling apart,” and when I asked you why, you listed several reasons one of them being that every other five year old is bigger than you. But not in spirit, my love. Not in spirit.