Dear babies...

Every parent thinks that their kids are the cutest. And the smartest. And the funniest. And the most talented. 

I am not one of those parents. My child is not the smartest in his class...yet. And they are not the most talented at everything they do. 

But man, they are both really funny. They have so much personality and pizzaz in them. They are brutally honest and incredibly ornery. They are sassy and disobedient. They are helpful and loving. They are a mess. A beautiful mess. And they are our mess. 

Cash,

You are turning into a very sweet young boy who is constantly questioning everything. You are one of the most complimentary kids I have ever met. You really care about peoples feelings and you don't want people to be mad at you. You are also becoming quite mouthy. You are impulsive and quick tempered. You do not like to be told "no" and have not grown out of throwing fits yet. You get scared in the dark and like to be told stories about when mommy and daddy got married. You are worried that you won't get married and you are very bashful and shy around girls. Your voice reaches a completely different octave that only dogs can hear when you are talking to girls.You are funny and social and loving and obsessed with sports. 

I love you and your flaws. I love you and your heart. I love you.

Presley Mae,

You are so funny. You are very loving and like to cuddle. You like to wrestle with daddy and bubba. You are starting to back talk and tell people "no". You are a very girly tom boy who loves to dress up and loves to play catch. You would rather be outside than inside but you like to watch girly Disney movies. You are obsessed with reading books and trying to go potty in the big girl potty. You are trying to be more independent and love to say "I do it myself". You are sweet to me and mean to daddy and bubba. 

I love you and your sass. I love you and your smile. I love you.