Baby girl turns three today. She was just laying on my lap last night while drinking her apple juice, staring up into my eyes. Just like she did when she was drinking milk when she was a newborn. Checking me out. (Yup, still here. Still your number one fan.)
I honestly feel like I had a baby one day, and then turned around to find a three year old who can hold a conversation and help me fold the laundry.
Just for the record ...
Favorite songs to sing in the car: the alphabet, Robo Dancing (Money Mark), Nice 'N Clean (Chromeo), Lotus (Cage the Elephant), Fireflies (Owl City), Just Because it's Different Doesn't Mean it's Scary (I'm from Barcelona), Friends in All the Right Places (Manchester), It's Okay, Try Again (The Shins)
Favorite snacks: pretzels + peanut butter, yogurt, cheese
Favorite thing to wear: a dress over jeans, yellow Chucks with a surfboarding cat on them, new Vans slip-ons
Playtime: dress up, dollhouse, playing outside, drawing/coloring/painting with watercolors, play-doh
Favorite tv shows: Ni Hao Kai Lan, Charlie and Lola, Yo Gabba Gabba. (I could add Caillou, but I'm trying to phase the little whiner out of our lineup.)
Beverage of choice: apple juice
Funniest thing said in recent days: "No no no – I'm not emo, mommy. I'm sad."
Potty training: negatory (but making progress)
Naps: optional
Cuteness: on a scale from 1 to 10, she's an 11