I can't believe my baby is 3. Those three years went by way too fast. But three is fun. Three is challenging. Three brings potty training. And "why"? Three brings lots of testing of boundaries, lots of re-directing, lots of forgiving and peace-making and giggles. Lots of chatter. Lots of exploring. Lots of "I do it myself!" Lots of feeding the dog from the table. Lots of swinging on swings and making new friends. Lots of hugs and kisses. Lots of climbing. Lots of independence. Lots of love.
If three looks like this, then I love it already.











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