Clara. You have grown into a real kid over the last couple months. You are funny! You are a sweet friend. You are athletic. You're a great problem-solver. You are independent yet still cuddly. Your vocabulary is surprisingly vast. You are beginning to read and spell. You love your new school, new friends, and teacher Maaike. You sing songs in Dutch with a perfect accent. I think you are simply happier lately. I love watching you grow up, my baby.
Marlo. You are a light. You love people and making them happy. You are happy and sweet. You are busy, busy, busy. You are strong-willed like your sister. Your smile lights up the room. You love climbing the stairs and walking along walls and furniture. You can push your sister around on Thomas the Train. You sprouted your first tooth at 9 months. You can say mama, ball, dada, up, thereitis. You make a silly mad face and blow out your nose but have trouble doing it because you can't stop smiling. You can sign all done, up, hungry, want and more. You make a fish sound when you see a fish and an arf when you see a dog. You give kisses that light up my day and cuddles that melt my heart.
You girls have been my strength through my year of grief. Mimi would be so happy to see us thriving. I love you, my angels.
