But today I want to just focus on why having a three-year old is awesome, because she will only be three once.
Like the way she still wants me to cuddle with her, and she will climb up in my lap and say "rock." She's usually on the go too much to stop for anything, so I'm glad when she wants me to hold her.
Like the way she will nod "yes" if I ask her if she's a big girl, but she will also nod "yes" when I ask her if she's my baby.
Like the sweet way she clasps her hands together and says her prayers. "God. Tank you. Mama. Daddy. Mama. Daddy. Mimi. Papa. Granny. Pa. (Then tries to repeat after me until the end when she says "A-men" with lots of emphasis and a head nod).
Like the way she is SO excited to see Jake & I when we come in or go to pick her up. She will run to us & squeal & jump up in our arms.
Like the way she plays with her baby dolls. She's such a good little mama. She wants to rock her baby, kiss it on the head, feed it, push it in a stroller... It's the sweetest thing.
Like the way she is starting to recognize familiar places in the car. If we drive close to the bank where Jake works, she will say "Dada?" If we drive past gas stations she says "Mimi?" because the days mom keeps her while I work we meet halfway at a gas station. If we are pulling in the driveway she will say "Home or Dada?"
Like the way she gets so excited to do her cheer routine. And how she claps for herself when she does it.
Like the way she will pretend to be a puppy (here lately Rocky, my brother's puppy), and she wants you to chase her around.
Like the way if she's sleepy she still has to play with my hair. Or if I'm laying on the couch she will come up behind me & kiss me on the forehead.
Like the way she sleeps, and I try to press pause for a little while... Because she will only be three for a little longer.
