Oh, Tessa.

Oh, Tessa. You are so much fun as a two-year old. You have SO much personality and SASS. You love nursery class at church. All week long you talk about your "friends at chuuuuch." and your "sistahs at chuuuuch." (Sister Moore and Collette) You have terrible bangs right now because your brother CUT them. Bo was tired of your hair hanging in your eyes, so he sat you down and trimmed them off for you. His intentions were good. Daddy was MAD. Needless to say, they can't grow fast enough. You do the cutest summersaults I have ever seen. You start by putting your head down, then you kick one back leg up in the air with your toe pointed, like a little gymnast and flip over super fast. Your brothers love you so much.  You are a lucky little girl. They both run to you when you get hurt. I catch them with their arms around you or hugging you quite often. You are a definite Daddy's girl and he loves it. You only want him and snuggle him every chance you get.

Being a Mom is tiresome sometimes, but let me tell you; I have the best three kids a Mom could ask for. You are individually different but make my life so complete. Thanks for coming to me. I couldn't be happier.

hugs & kisses,
"mommy"