AHH, BOYS!
We are so, so happy + excited + nervous (duh).
Now that we know we're having boys, I can't help but think about all the hopes and dreams I have for them . . .
I hope they're best buds.
I hope they feel loved + valued individually, not just as twins.
I hope they wrestle with grandpa Sanderson.
I hope they go fishing with grandpa Gourley.
I hope they are gentlemen.
I hope they follow my fashion advice instead of their dad's.
I hope they kick their dad's butt in basketball on Sundays.
I hope they think my cooking is the best.
I hope they are smart... especially at math (dad will have to help them with that).
I hope they have best friend cousins.
I hope they come to know and love their Savior.
I hope they are optimistic like their dad.
I hope they play outside.
I hope they understand my humor.
I hope they get haircuts from grandma Gourley.
I hope they tell me when they have their first kiss... or at least let their dad tell me.
I hope they look forward to visiting grandma Sanderson on Sundays.
I hope they have a sprinkle of the same type of mischief their dad had growing up.
I hope they find their passion in life.
I hope they enjoy looking back deep into the archives of this blog.
I hope they know how happy they've already made me and their dad.
Annnnndd.... I hope they're okay being chauffeured around in a minivan, since that's more than likely in their near future.
