My youngest turned three last month and I am not happy. I don’t like it. Not one bit. Three means she is no longer a baby. All her chub is gone and it makes me terribly sad. She has the looks and sass of a five year old (or perhaps a certain 6 year old that she refers to as sister). . . but at the same time she makes me so happy. I feel so lucky to have been able to stay home with her since she was born. I used to worry about her, especially when she didn’t talk much. But I’ve figured out that’s just who she is. She is a lot like her mama. We are serious home bodies and enjoy our quiet time. And we both equally share a love for ice cream (or “i-feem” as she refers to it) that no one else understands. She loves to be silly but gets mad when we laugh because she thinks we are laughing at her and not with her. She loves, LOVES her legos and play-doh and shopkins and of course watching youtube on the ipad. Have you heard of those people making all kinds of money because their youtube videos have over a bazillion hits? Well Mia is responsible for making them rich. Who knew watching someone else open toys could be so entertaining? And all you have to do is take a look at my carpet to see how much she just loves play-doh, but it’s okay, I try not to let those little things get to me. I’d rather sit there and watch her create something, the carpet will get replaced one day anyway, right? And there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t hear her ask, “Cassie do you have school tomorrow? Or Papa, do you have work tomorrow?” She likes it when we are all together. I am not sure what we would do without one another.
All I got from her last year was this, so I was pleasantly surprised that she actually gave me a few smiles this time around. For some reason, photographing my children always seems to be a challenge.
This is her “Mama, there are too many mosquitoes out today. Please stop with the photos!”
And this is her, “I am DONE! Let’s go home!” face and probably my favorite image of the day :)
And for some extra fun, I thought I would ask her a little bit about her favorite things just like I have asked big sister in the past:
Who is your best friend? Cassie.
What is your favorite food? Chicken!
What is your favorite TV show? Julius Jr.
What is your favorite color? Blue.
What is your favorite song? The Mickey Mouse Clubhouse song.
What do you wish for? A bouncy house!
What do you want to be when you grow up? I want to be BIG!
To my Chubby, happy birthday my little love. I don’t think you will have any problems accomplishing that last goal.