Mary Poppins Purse

Dear Caden,

Purses are known to be a catch all for junk. Mommy's purse is similar to Mary Poppins purse- you never know when I will need to pull out that lamp. While transferring my things to a new purse I noticed that you have been adding a few things of your own for Mommy to keep safe. I just hope you aren't too attached to those cheerios, the pacifier with lint and dirt that you haven't used for a year and a half, the marker that has dried out, several crushed goldfish and a really icky looking piece of waffle.

Love,
Mommy

Fearfully and Wonderfully Made

Dear Caden,

Today you had your 1 yr post-op appointment for your cranial surgery at Texas Children's Hospital. There were a lot of people in the waiting room and a few little people your age in which you quickly became friends. Both of your surgeons cleared you completely, saying that you will NOT need any additional surgeries! Thank you Jesus! Looking around the waiting room you could see child after child with various health conditions, some slight but many severe. My gaze wanders to you as you share your toy car with another child.  My heart is so full of thanksgiving, I am speechless by God's goodness. You had to have major reconstructive skull surgery, but you are healthy and thriving. You are absolutely perfect in every way, shape or form. You are fearfully and wonderfully made.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Love,
Mommy

Velcro

Dear Caden,

While I am standing in the kitchen, I suddenly hear you hollering out, "No, no, no! Ay, yi, yi! No, no, no!" I race outside to see what is wrong and there you are: you had undone the velcro straps of your shoes and had crawled onto the outside rug. The velcro was firmly stuck to the rug and every time you moved, the rug rolled on top of you. Apparently you didn't like this one bit.

Love,
Mommy