Brayden, your dimpled smile can light up any room you come into. You are the true definition of a momma's boy, and I couldn't love it more. Your absolute favorite toy is a book (much to daddy's dismay- he'd prefer it be a ball), and you like to let us know you want us to read it by shoving it up in our faces. We could read the same book 100 times in a row- and sometimes we have- and you would never get bored of it. Your favorite books are the counting book, Red Pepper Yellow Squash, and any lift the flap book (which you and your sister have continued to ruin as you rip off the flaps....). Your one true love is food, and you can get pretty hangry if you don't get something to eat when you want it. You weigh 27.8 pounds and are about 31.5 inches tall. You love the dogs, and like to let them give you french kisses when we are playing in the yard. And the outside, that's your favorite place to be. You've shed a few tears when we had to come in to eat. I have a feeling we will be living outside this summer. You are walking a ton, but still do a decent amount of crawling. Your steps are a little smaller and your balance a little shakier than your sister, but you've also got a few extra pounds on you, so I know you'll get there. You wear your emotions on your sleeve, which can turn into some pretty random tantrums of you screaming on the floor. Luckily they don't last long, and we are hoping that that drive will serve you well as you get older. You still drool so much. I can't even explain the amount of drool that comes out of your mouth. So if you look back on pictures one day and wonder why you have a wet bib on in every photo of you, that's why. Your favorite spot (inside) is on the couch, or wherever a book is being read. Brady-bug, we hope you never lose your love of reading and adventure.
Ashley, you are our little firecracker. You still laugh every time you see Moana save the baby turtle. Your favorite word is "bup" (or in big people's terms- up), because you love to be up where we are to see everything. You have to sit on my lap to eat your snack after daycare. No one can quite make you laugh like your daddy can, but Brayden is a close second. And that laugh, it is quite infectious. You weigh 24 pounds and are about 30.5 inches tall. You used to hate when I left daycare in the mornings, unless I could sneak out while you are sitting on Amanda's lap. And now when it's time to pick you up, you act like you want to stay and cuddle with Amanda instead of coming home with me. (At least your brother is excited when I come get you guys ha!) Speaking of cuddling, you are my little cuddle bug. You will weasel your way between Brayden and me to get to my shoulder, and when you lay your little head down and stick that thumb in your mouth I can't help but let out a big smile. That's one of my favorite moments in my day. You love to walk, and are definitely walking almost exclusively now. I still find it weird to see you just walking into the kitchen while I'm doing dishes though. Stop growing up stinker! You love trying to put on all of our shoes and playing peek-a-boo with a blanket or your sleep sack. And pillows, you love a good pillow. (That's something you got from your daddy.) You enjoy cuddling up with us with a good book, and eating the dandelions out of the yard. Don't worry, each time you try them you decide that they don't taste that great, but you still try them nonetheless. We hope you never lose that sassy spunk and crinkled nose smile.
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