First came Quinn, our # 1.
Giving birth to this Mom Mom.
Leading the way in joyful play,
With an intentional, inquisitive calm.
Her memory is brilliant,
Her eyes shine like the stars,
I will be forever grateful
That this little girl is ours.
Then came James with his curly top,
Fast as a deer running free.
With a heart of gold and a hug so strong,
I thank God that he loves me.
His voice is sweet, and his smile so bright.
This child is both funny and fun.
He makes a person feel perfectly safe,
As he brings hearts together as one.
Sloane lived quietly for awhile,
But now her voice is heard.
Her clever spirit is understood,
As much in laughter as in words.
She’s quite the little jumper,
And a leader, that’s for sure.
Eager to live and learn it all,
Her love for life is pure.
Our little Reagan is now waking up,
To a world that needs her here.
She’s working her way to find her place
As a “Rea” of Sunshine spread far and near.
She’s wide-eyed and observant.
Learning from the best.
Moving through each stage with ease,
Maybe even faster than the rest.
It’s a gift to watch my family grow,
See the circle of love expand.
Figuring out a way to turn with it.
Cherishing my role as a grand.
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