TJ and I decided that we wanted one more child. I was certain that we were having another girl. When we went to the 20 week ultra-sound we found out that we were having A (single) boy. As the ultra-sound tech was doing the scan she told us about her third pregnancy. In her words, "can you believe that for 20 minutes the ultra-sound tech didn't know that we were having identical twin boys". Meanwhile, she continued on for about an hour with scanning our ONE boy. She went to show the doctor the images and came back what seemed like an hour later and asked me to lay back down. She said 'you know that story I told you about myself...it's happening to you. I. LOST. IT. I mean like screaming on and off for about 5 hours.
I cannot imagine life without these two little monsters.
Cason (the older of the two) has been the feisty one since he was born. He is vocal. He cries. He smiles. He has big emotions. He is so interested in everything around him. He studies things intently. He makes you feel so special when he looks at you. You might also notice that Cason has a different look from the rest of our family. We call him out little Irish baby. He takes after my dad and brothers.