Sissy, I love you. Lately you have shown your Daddy's colors. You've been such a little instigator. When you steal Acey's trucks, you hold them tight to your body like a football receiver and pump your other arm to run as fast as possible to my lap. The entire time you have such a look of guilt on your face. You KNOW what you are doing. Sure enough, when Ace comes screaming for his truck, you throw it at him and hop up to run steal another. Although it reduces your big brother to tears, Mommy can't help but laugh.
You want pretty much whatever he has but the same is true for him. You love to try and insinuate yourself between me and Ace when he is in my lap.
I love your squeezy face.
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