SHE

She turned three on Sunday.  She has a wild imagination.  She loves her baby sister.  She dances like no one is watching.  She refuses to wear denim.  She eats cookies for breakfast.  She freaks out if I don't have a snack in the car when I pick her up from school.  She can now dress herself.  She can identify most letters, but can only write H, A, C and O.  She likes to make up a new story instead of reading the real words in a book.  She will tell you that when she grows up she wants to be a mommy and a doggie doctor.  She makes silly faces at me when we are in the car.  She comes up with every excuse imaginable for why she cannot go to bed yet ("I need to go potty," "I didn't finish my supper," I need to clean up my toys," "Mae wants me," "I need to ask Daddy a question," etc.).  She giggles when say her daddy is stinky.  She has her own language which includes words like, "also-ly," and "clo" (the singular of clothes).  She calls her classmates "the kids."  She thinks that there are tiny little people living in her heart since her teacher told her that her family is always in her heart.  She can't understand why Papa didn't take his truck to heaven, because some place are just too far to walk.  She thinks that Elmo lives at the Mitchell Center.  She wants to draw in the fog on the bathroom mirror every morning.  She told me that "big girls cry, too, Momma."  She turned three on Sunday, and she makes me proud/thankful to be her Momma every day.  She is amazing, and I can't believe she is ours.

She is 17 weeks today.  She still has blue eyes.  She has fair skin like her Momma.  She hasn't rolled over yet, but she's trying.  She is drooling a lot, so her teachers think she is teething but we haven't seen/felt anything surface yet.  She smiles when you put a clean diaper on her.  She smiles when she finishes a bottle.  She smiles when she sees her sister.  She follows Hannah with her eyes.  She is wearing size 6 month clothes.  She sleeps through the night, and usually later in the morning than her big sis.  She was eating rice cereal, but we stopped because she stopped sleeping through the night on the few days that we tried it.  She is unbelievably well behaved.  She does not spit up nearly as much as her sister did (thank goodness).  She has almost no hair left.  She is picky about her pacifiers and only likes NAM (Hannah was not picky, she just had to have one AT ALL TIMES.  Mae could care less if she has one or not, but is she does it has the be the right one).  She is a good snuggler.  She is amazing, and I can't believe she is ours.