Almost Three

I am insane. 

Seriously.

I decided to paint the window trim in our living room. It needed to be painted.  Then I decided that I would go ahead and just paint all the trim downstairs. So it's day two and it's safe to say that was a huge mistake. Should have just focused on the windows.

But it will be nice to have everything freshened up....white trim and little kid hands do not mix. And we've got family and some close friends visiting this weekend. We're gathering to celebrate the cutest three year old in the world!

Yes, when she wakes up tomorrow my baby girls will be three! As cliche as it sounds, I cannot believe how quickly it has gone or how fast she has grown.  It's all gone fast but it was much faster with her. As unfortunate as it is, I think it's the plight of the second child. I had two little beings to take care of so I didn't have as much time or energy to note every little thing.

But I remember our first day at home together. It was dead silent and I just stared at her tiny little face. I sat and tried to blaze that imagine into my mind, trying to memorize every little detail. I didn't want that moment to end.  I had been so overwhelmed and worried with M that I never just sat to soak it all up. At least not in the very beginning. That's the advantage of the second child - you have a chance to redo. 

And now that fussy little baby has grown up into a sweet, funny, mischevious little girl. I love to hear her tell me every single day that the best part of daycare was "playing with the shobel" which means playing in the sandbox with the shovel.  Or if I accidently call her baby she corrects me with  "I'm not a baby, I'm baby girl!" And how when I tell her to stop doing something she will simply walk to the curtain, right in front of me, and continue to do it while she "hides" and is totally surprised when I rip back the curtain and catch her. And I love that she asks for yogurt first thing in the morning, immediately when I pick her up from daycare and the second I open the front door. The girls loves her some yogurt.

But my absolue favorite thing I love is when she is in my arms and I look down at the chubby little face because I'm trying to blaze that imagine into my mind, trying to memorize every little detail of who she is and what she's like at this phase and she gives me that big crinkley nose smile and says "I love you!"

Happy birthday sweet baby girl!