B is turning 3

It happens every year, well really, four times a year. One of my babies gets a year older. Darn it! I can't stand it. As much as I want the "easier" times to come (like getting themselves dressed, taking a bath, no diapers, doing chores -could I be so lucky??), I don't want them to get to that next, not so easy stage. I love their little faces, and voices, and feet, and bums... boy do I love those bums! It just chokes me up even thinking about her turning three.

She, however, could not be more thrilled. She knows (for the first time) it is HER BIRTHDAY. She wants Dora there, a donut cake, and to get her ears pierced. She is getting a donut cake and her ears pierced, but no Dora... sorry. She asked to have her three best friends at her party... Jimmy, Daddy and Brady. Once again she will get two out of three... Daddy has to work.

She is really getting older and changing every day. Heck, she even went to, and stayed at, camp this week. Just two weeks ago she dropped out (although I may have dropped out of that last one too, sorry girls).

So here is a list of some of my favorite things about my TWO year old B:
She is cuddly, so cuddly and affectionate.
She loves her pacifier and gets so excited when she sees it, and so calm once it is in her mouth.
She plays, guess which hand, all the time.
She still wants to sit in the high chair at breakfast.
She loves chocolate milk.
She is spunky, really spunky.
She does not ever stop on the 1 or the 2 (when counting for discipline) you always need to be about to say 3 for her to stop.
She thinks she can swim; she can't; it is scary.
She picks out her own outfits.
She wears panties to bed already!
She loves her BFF's (Daddy, Jimmy, and Brady)
She loves to go anywhere, anytime.
Whenever a car pulls in the driveway she checks for a car seat... just in case they want to take her with them... because she probably would go.
She is great with Kerri when no one else is around.
She pinches Kerri when Kerri is not cooperating with her!
She does not like to sleep without Mags in the room.
She wants to be just like Maura.
She knows her ABCs and 123s.
When she gets mad she speaks very slowly and very loudly, and clenches her fists.
She is one of a kind.