Wednesday, September 17
She, Her, He, Him
Anyway, she does still get her pronouns mixed up. I know, she'll get them in time and I'm not worried about it anyway. For now, it's just so cute...
"My baby is sleeping in she's bed."
"Him are silly." - talking about Daddy
Monday, September 8
My Birthday!
Tuesday, September 2
Happy 3rd Birthday!

This is my baby girl. (I don't know who that other girl is but she must have been fascinating.) She needs her bangs cut again. This picture was taken last night but I swear she looked different this morning. All grown up. She's 3 now, you know. We've been practicing holding up 3 fingers to show our age. She was quite upset to learn that she had to go to daycare on her birthday. She wants a ladybug cake again this year. I kept telling her that Mommy would make her a new cake - a 3-year-old cake - but, apparently, the lady bug cake from last year was a hit. I don't know if she really remembers it or she just saw a picture of it. Hayden asked her what she wanted for her birthday - she said, "blue." Yeah, that's helpful.
3 is a milestone birthday to me. That is when they stop being toddlers and graduate to being big kids. Maybe I only think that because that's when the older 2 were housebroken? But Stephanie has been housebroke for over half a year already. She's smart, she is. And she's clever too. Good traits to have but when they're displayed in a 2-year-old, it makes for some anxious moments for Mom. She's also head-strong, opinionated, adventurous, fearless, and determined. The others were fairly easy to distract at this age, but not Stephanie. She remembers. You might be able to distract her for a minute, like, say if you bribe her with M&Ms, but then she'll want to go right back to what she was doing. But she can't keep track of her sippy cup - she's always losing that thing - obviously, not high on her list of priorities.
Thursday, August 28
Candles & Gardens

Hayden got a birthday invite already. Stephanie was half lying on the table looking at the picture of a cake with candles and blowing on it. I noticed her doing this as I walked by and it took me another 2 steps when I realized what she was doing. She was trying to blow out the candles on the card. I almost fell on the ground trying not to laugh out loud at her.
At supper, we were discussing the upcoming bath and I remarked that I would like one of those kneepads that gardeners use when working in the garden for when I have to kneel down and shampoo kids and stuff. Stephanie replied that she did NOT want a garden in her bathtub.



