Now then, on to the second one. Frani's grandson, and my youngest brother Colton, or Coco, as Paige calls him. I was in 8th grade when Colton was born, and I remember getting to go to school late that morning so we could go see him. I'd have taken any excuse to be late for school that year, so I loved that guy from the start. Even if he was screaming and red as a tomato when we saw him. He's always been a very sweet fella though. I was living at home before I left for college in Phoenix, and would work out in the living room to my awesome Firm dvds. Colton was like 7 I think. He'd come in from playing with his friends, to get a drink. He'd always ask if I was thirsty and wanted one too. Actually he'd say "Brandi, would you like a bottled water?" all polite. He's quite a dancer, too, ever since our wedding. Unlike his older sister.
He's also growing up to be a wonderful person, and christian. He was just baptized not too long ago, and we're so proud of him. We love you so much Coco, and so does Paige. (Cason doesn't really think about you much yet. Just give him some time.) Paige never forgets you in her prayers. In fact she usually mentions you at least 3 times. :) Happy birthday.
P.S. I was just recently telling somebody that I think Paige had a fatter upper body but Cason has a fatter lower. I'm not so sure now, after looking at this bottom pic. It's a tough call.
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