Magic Dad

Dear Dad,

Mommy keeps putting us on our tummies.

And we don't like it. Not one bit!

Although, sometimes we notice each other and that's kind of fun.

But usually we end up with our faces in the floor. We want to look around at the world, not with a faceplant and a flattened nose!

Nothing will calm us down after that. Nothing. Except... you.

We can get warm and snuggly and just drift off into merry sleep.

There's nothing calmer or happier than being in your magic arms.

Thanks for loving us daddy, we love you back.

Love,

Liam and Dash

Transcribed by mommy