I cannot believe you are already 3-years-old. Time flies. This year has been a great one for you. You have grown up so much in so many ways! You have the funniest and sweetest little personality (if you aren't growling with a scrunched up face in a bent-over hunch-back posture pointing your finger at me).
You are so loving (usually, see above paragraph). You give very good hugs and out of the blue will say "Mommy, I love you." When we cuddle with you in bed you will swing your arm around our neck. You love love love big sister, Ryan. You call her "Ryan" now, not Ry Ry. Actually, you call her "Wyan." I wish you still called her Ry Ry.
You speak in complete and long sentences. Your voice is so cute I wish I could freeze it in time. I interviewed you earlier this week on video. You make your "K" sound "T." So, candy or Kandy (your old teacher)=Tandy. Cold=Told. Kitty=Titty. Cake=take. You make the "ch" sound "chl". So, Charley is Chlarley, but really the r is a w and it is Chlawley. Chocolate is chlocolate. You say "three" as "fee"-too cute! You say the word America as "Amereeca." Yes, you are three and talking about America. Yes, you are brilliant. Or maybe you learned a song about the continents at school.
You are very funny. You keep us laughing. You are sort of dramatic in your presentation. You have a good sense of humor and seem to know when things are funny and how to make others laugh. You have a funny deep voice that you use sometimes.
Your best friends at school are Mila, Reece, and Bonnie. In the last month or so you have started playing with kids at school. Last year (when you were 1-2) you only followed Kandy around. Last summer (age 2) Ryan was in your class and neither of you played with anyone else. During the first bit of this school-year you only stayed near your new favorite teacher (Callie). We are so happy you now have friends you like to play with. Callie (and her twin sister Cassie) are coming to your birthday party. We've never invited teachers before but you really want them to come.
You can do the US puzzle (although that's been going on since February). You know all of the continents (learned a song at school). You are learning your letters and numbers. You surprise us sometimes because we don't always know that you know so much.
You don't like t.v. as much as Ryan did at your age (and her current age). You get bored and like to be more active. You still like puzzles.
You started taking gymnastics last summer and love your teacher Andrea. You took her a picture a few weeks ago that you made. You started dance class this fall and love it, too. We weren't sure how you would do without Ryan but you do just fine! Instead of calling your feet left and right, you call them peanut butter and jelly (Ryan didn't learn that in dance).
You've recently been talking in this deep growl sometimes. You've been saying "I don't like you" in the growl...you bend over at the waist and point your finger when you say that. We've starting telling you not to say those words. You told us one of the boys in your class says it. So, now you are doing the same growl and gestures but saying "I love you." It's hilarious.
You are scared of thunder. Last night there was a storm and you needed Daddy to stay in bed with you until you fell asleep.
Bottom line is you are so loved. Remember how much God loves you and has a special plan for you. His plan will be better than you can imagine.
Love,
Mommy
P.S. Just for remembering purposes, your third birthday party left a little to be desired. I'll try to do better next year. We had it at Just Chillin on your birthday night. As soon as we arrived your sister fell ill and had to be transported home by Daddy. Daddy was very sad that he missed your first actual birthday party. That left your nutcase Mommy in charge, which is never a good thing. Your guests (Logan, Drew, Annaleigh, Anna Yarnell, Mila, Reece, and Allie) showed up at 5:30, the same time the pizza was to be delivered. We had planned a quick pizza, yogurt and cake, and opening of presents so parents could get kids home early on a school night. It still worked out that way, although at 5:45 when everyone was standing around exchanging pleasantries trying to pretend it wasn't awkward that the pizza wasn't there we found out the pizza place thought we were doing carry-out. So, Bubby, a.k.a. John Henry, to the rescue ran to get the pizza while you opened presents (I was proud of re-arranging the schedule to fill the awkwardness but I was still about 20 minutes too late in coming up with that idea).
A highlight was that Callie and Cassie, your twin teachers at Montessori came and brought you a card and $10. Ashton, your favorite babysitter, and her friend Callie also came, which excited you more than your own friends.
You decided to pull a "Little Kristi" and not sit with your friends or even speak to them to tell them thank you for my present or thank you for coming. I carried you around sweating trying to manage the chaos that is a 3-year-old birthday party. But, it is now a great memory.
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