She is three today.
She is my baby, but doesn't like to be called a baby. She reminds us daily that she's a "big girl" now. Since she was our "last" I tried desperately to hang on to the babyness. But she wanted nothing to do with it! We are a crib-free, diaper-free, baby toy (and giant gear) free house. She is already learning to write her letters and almost has the 50 states song mastered.
She likes to do whatever her big sisters are doing. We often hear "I do it myself!"
People tell me she looks the most like me.
She marches to the beat of her own drum (and dresses herself).
She cracks us up daily, which is good since she also tests every bit of patience we have. :)
She....
is our blessing.
Happy Birthday Baby!
