birthdays are quite "exciting" around here... not that we really do anything particularly exciting... but more that everyone just gets really excited.
my heart just melts when i see all of my older kids acting so selflessly, and working so hard, with so much love and thought for their little sister.
there was a little party. the kids made sweet decorations. we made a cake together. there were some very thoughtful gifts. she blew out three candles.
we re-gifted the little pink kitchen. it was layla's when she was that age. it was put away when she was a baby due to needed repairs and lack of space (during our upstairs remodel). now, with some new screws, wood glue, and a good cleaning, it is just like new... and loved like new all over again.
now... in tradition...
three things i love about my three year old
1. i love the way she loves that little stuffed monkey of hers, and the way she rubs the tail on your face as a symbol of her love and affection.
2. i love her use of facial expressions... she may have as many expressions for her face as she has words in her vocabulary... she has a "look" for every occasion.
3. i love her fluffy hair in my face every morning. seriously, i wake up and it's always right there... i just snuggle my face into it, and smell that faint baby smell (that is still somewhat there)... sigh.
happy birthday my sweet (and spicy) little girl... mama loves you.