Dear Sadie of mine...

You are everything girl.  You love to have me do your nails and don't mind my "only light polish on your fingers" rule. I love that you always try and be super modest.  Heaven forbid anyone outside of our household see your tummy.  You wont let me put your hair in a bun or loopdee-doo.  For some reason you get embarrassed....but you love when we are twins.  I love that.

Dear Landry of mine...

I love that you love to snuggle with me still.  You still love everything soft and cozy.  I could never go wrong buying you a new stuffed animal as a treat.  You sometimes think your brother is a soft and cozy stuffed animal.  He doesn't lie to snuggle though and always screams at you.  He loves you though and tries to always be like you....like yesterday when he insisted on wearing your underwear.

Dear Carter of mine....

I love how you call dust "bee-bops".  "You know, um, cause their circle lie bee-bops." was your explanation when I asked why you called them that.  You and Sadie sit on the couch where the sun shines brightly through the window and watch bee-bops float in the air all while trying to catch them.