It is hard to wrap my head around the fact that it has been a full year since you were born. It is still hard to wrap my head around the fact that there are two of you. What a blessing you both are! We knew we were expecting our ninth child, but we did not expect a tenth. We knew what to expect for labor and delivery, but did not expect to do it all twice in the same day. God is kind and has good things in store for us. You both are living proof of that. He gives more than we can ask for and lavishes grace upon grace. That is you two: grace upon grace.
Knox, you are the butteriest boy. You were the firstborn. You came out soft and quiet and you've stayed the same ever since. You are the happy donut. You were the first to sit up, but will be the second to crawl. You like to do Tarzan and ET phone home, but you also like to just sit and watch people. You eat right handed and use your hand like a paw to shovel scraps into your mouth. You like shaking your head back n forth. You have the sweetest smile and big dimples on your cheeks. You don't talk a ton, but when you do, you have a sweet little voice. You are a sweet boy and I love you so much. You are so fun to cuddle. You don't fight it and you are so soft and warm and fuzzy.
Eulalie, you are the beaniest babe. You were the surprise sister. You came second and have held your legs in a state of constant shock ever since. You may have the silver medal in birth order, but you have the gold medal for leg flexing. You are always moving and usually smiling. You were the second to sit up, but the first to crawl around. You like to boot scoot and boogie around. You like it when people say, "winner, winner, chicken, dinner" and bob your head when the dinner music drops. You eat left-handed and get most of your dinner down your shirt or in your highchair. When you grin, whch is often, it is from ear to ear. You like to milk the cow as your way of saying "Hi" or "Bye." You don't like to cuddle as much as you like to stand. You are so much fun and I love you so much.
You are both well-loved and well-liked. Your siblings are always fighting over who gets to hold you. You will never know a time where you were not VERY loved from every angle. We have had you surrounded since day one. I am excited to watch you both grow up and into the people God has made you to be.
Happy Birthday bubs and beans,
Love,
Dad
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