Saturday was a good day. We had beautiful, sunny weather, so we spent a bunch of time outside, and we also celebrated Lily’s half birthday. 
Three and a half. Where does the time go?
We started the day with the half-birthday girl’s favorite breakfast: sprinkle pancakes. We even added a pink candle on top for her to blow out. We’d made plans to go to an Easter egg hunt with her play group, but she’s on antibiotic for an “almost” ear infection, and since the hunt was at 10, we didn’t think the forty degree temps would be a good idea for her little ear. So I tried to come up with something better.
Once the day warmed up to 60+ degrees, we headed out with a clipboard and a scavenger hunt list, and we enjoyed the beautiful weather together. The scavenger hunt was a big hit. The rest of the afternoon she spent in the sunshine, twirling her ballerina princesses through the dirt in our empty flower bed. 
Anybody who has a 3 year old can tell you that 3 is an age of hot and cold, of extremes, of ups and downs. You never know what you’re going to get, but more times than not, you get a little person who is sweeter than the sweetest thing you could ever imagine. They have full blown conversations with you. They share their feelings. They can help you. They love you fiercely and unconditionally. They just want your attention. 
Three comes with its trials, as does any age, but 3 has brought me more smiles and laughs and happy memories than any age before. 
She is the sweetest little rascal I’ve ever met. She’s my sidekick. 

Saturday was a good day. We had beautiful, sunny weather, so we spent a bunch of time outside, and we also celebrated Lily’s half birthday. 

Three and a half. Where does the time go?

We started the day with the half-birthday girl’s favorite breakfast: sprinkle pancakes. We even added a pink candle on top for her to blow out. We’d made plans to go to an Easter egg hunt with her play group, but she’s on antibiotic for an “almost” ear infection, and since the hunt was at 10, we didn’t think the forty degree temps would be a good idea for her little ear. So I tried to come up with something better.

Once the day warmed up to 60+ degrees, we headed out with a clipboard and a scavenger hunt list, and we enjoyed the beautiful weather together. The scavenger hunt was a big hit. The rest of the afternoon she spent in the sunshine, twirling her ballerina princesses through the dirt in our empty flower bed. 

Anybody who has a 3 year old can tell you that 3 is an age of hot and cold, of extremes, of ups and downs. You never know what you’re going to get, but more times than not, you get a little person who is sweeter than the sweetest thing you could ever imagine. They have full blown conversations with you. They share their feelings. They can help you. They love you fiercely and unconditionally. They just want your attention. 

Three comes with its trials, as does any age, but 3 has brought me more smiles and laughs and happy memories than any age before. 

She is the sweetest little rascal I’ve ever met. She’s my sidekick. 

  1. rockabillymomma said: This accurately explains my 3 year old. Perfect!
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