Letters to PawPaw at Christmas

Last year our family started a Christmas tradition. We wrote a letter to PawPaw, tied it to a balloon and released them to “heaven”.

The four of you are still too young to write your own letter. But I don’t mind writing them for you.

Dear PawPaw,

I’m three now!
I’m silly and caring and love to sing loudly. If you tell me something once, I remember it forever. Since I’m the oldest, it’s my job to boss Lincoln around and help feed the twins. Mommy says I’m a hard worker, just like you.
If you were still here, mommy says we would get into a heap of trouble together. She says I’m a “threenager” because I can cop an attitude faster than you can blink.
At night I pray for JoJo because she misses you so much.

Love,
Neala

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Dear PawPaw,

Boy do I wish you were here.  I get in trouble all the time. I’m curious and active and can climb anything in 2.8 seconds. I love taking things apart and I’m obsessed with the vacuum. If there’s food on my plate, it’s not there long. I shovel food into my mouth and ask for “mo” before mommy can get her own plate ready.
Even though I’m a typical toddler and into everything, mommy says my personality reminds her of you. She cries sometimes when she watches me play because I make her think of you.
You went to heaven before I was born, so we’ve never met. But I’m pretty sure we’d be best buds.
Love,
Lincoln

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Dear PawPaw,

I only weigh 14 lbs, but don’t be fooled. Despite my peanut appearance, I’m sassy and strong. I’m crawling and almost sitting up. I will grab anything within reach, including but not limited to, hair, jewelry, paper, and Jack’s face.
Mommy says I would have been your favorite because you always rooted for the “little guy”. Well, I may be a little girl but I ain’t afraid of nothin! I crawl towards the vacuum, flip over my boppy, and even manage to squirm out of the buckle in my bouncy seat.
I’m not saying any words yet, but if I could this is what I’d say:
“What’s Neala doing? I want more food. Grab another bib, I’m about to spit up. Let’s play! Is that a squirrel? What are you doing? Wanna roll on the floor together?”

Mommy says I’m just like you PawPaw. Small, but mighty.

Love,
Emmy

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Dear PawPaw,

My life is so great right now. My eyes are deep brown and it makes all the ladies swoon. I grin and mommy’s heart melts. Anyone who comes over to help instantly falls for me. Probably because I am the best cuddler in the Midwest. I’m laid back and the best sleeper of all the kiddos. If you were here we would totally take a long nap on the couch together.
Yep, my life is pretty great. The only thing missing is you.

Love,
Jack

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