You are the ones who amaze me, who make me laugh and stretch me far past my limits.
You are the ones who have to be told to take your feet off the table, please chew your food, stop pinching my leg.
But you never have to be told to start dancing when the music comes on.
We have the strangest conversations.
You give me words to live by, like, ‘you should never kiss a snake you don’t know.’
You are the ones who teach me everything I know about a princess’ life plan.
You are the studious and the ones who trip and fall in parking lots. You are graceful spirits and you run straight into concrete posts.
You are stubborn, imaginative, entirely caught up in a magical world. You cry when the witches are scary.
You are easy to love, hard to hold, and in time, we have to let you run.
So run, babies, straight to the finish line.