Last year before her birthday, I suggested we each (or jointly) write her a letter outlining the top ten things about her. I wanted to put as one of them how when she really, really meant no, she said NOT! instead. NOT! was the super-emphatic version of no in her mind. For a host of reasons, no letter or blog last year. This year it's "not yet!" which she says constantly. Time for dinner - not yet! Time for bath - not yet!
So now we're at three, and just two months away from her losing her only child status. We've had a fun ride so far, and given how attached she is to her babies, I predict it's only going to get more fun.
The face of three