..Happy Birthday to ya!!!
Well, we made it..well, SHE made it. It's a miracle I think, considering the number of smashed fingers, bruised bones and lacerations we've endured. We can count ourselves lucky that it hasn't been worse and there have been NO trips to the ER for her (knock on wood, cross fingers, swing the lucky rabbit's foot...).
At 3 she's already goofy, with facial expressions and funny voices to add to the mix. She's stubborn - she can scream non-stop for what seems like hours over a toy that was taken away because she said she didn't want it anymore. She's lovable - she'll hug us hello, good-bye and in-between, and can make you feel like she pined in your absence when you hopped out to the garage for a minute. And, she still picks fights with Kyra and trash talks poor Christopher after playing with him all day. I wonder what the next year will bring??
