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Dear boys,

Every time I look at you, I see shades of myself, shades of your father, twinkling shades that blend into each other.

You two are truly the culmination of our love, as I have always dreamt about.

I love my every day with you. Some days are tough, I admit to being overwhelmed.

But every morning, you flash me your gummy smiles when you open your eyes and see me. You stretch your perfect limbs and your little faces are the blush-red of fresh plum tomatoes. My heart spills over each time with an impossible love.

Impossible that I could love so much, not once but twice over.

Luki laughed for the very first time two days ago, in my arms, as I lifted him in the air and made goofy noises. Henio chuckles all the time in his sleep, saving his best laugh for dreams.

You love with abandon, affection gets your whole body going. You’re squeamish when touched near the neck and back, like your tata. You’re quick to talk, like your parents.

You love holding hands, touching each other, eating each other’s drool covered fists, and having private little dialogues.

Mama is so lucky to witness you, your life, your growth, your easy familiarity with each other. I would do anything, anything for the two of you.

Henio, Luki, you have made me so much more by the pure fact of your being.