“You are my angel. Times two.”
One day, you’ll be too big to hold both of you at the same time. (I’ll try anyway.) One day, you’ll roll your eyes when I call you my angel girls. (I’ll do it louder.) One day, you’ll understand why I cry every time I look at the two of you together. angel girl x 2
But what happens when you get two of them? When the universe—or fate, or grace—looks at your life and decides that one halo just isn’t enough light for the room? “You are my angel
Because the world needs every single one of them. Did this remind you of your own little angels? Drop a 🕊️ or a 💕 in the comments if you’re raising a duo of your own. (I’ll do it louder
You are not perfect. You are not porcelain dolls. You are fierce, and funny, and frustrating, and fabulous. And you are the closest thing to heaven I’ll ever touch.