To Three or Not To Three?

I'm back over at Alamo City Moms Blog today talking about the dilemma in our house right now - To Three or Not To Three?  Come on over and visit:

http://alamocitymomsblog.com/2013/08/16/to-three-or-not-to-three-that-is-the-question/

Target - Mommy's Secret Little Addiction

I'm over on Alamo City Moms Blog today talking about my Target obsession - head on over!

http://alamocitymomsblog.com/2013/08/12/target-mommys-little-secret-addiction/

Ffree Years Old!

My Squirrel, my Squirrel!  Today you are "ffree" years old!  And I love you more and more with each passing day.  

You are a gentle soul - sweet and nurturing.  You take my face in your hands and quietly say, "I love you Mommy.  You're my sweet girl."  You love your little brother and like to whisk him from room to room, "Come on little Cito.  You're my little lovie."  

Your shy to the outside world, cautious and careful.  You analyze each situation before trusting that it is the right move.  I can see your little brain at work, weighing all outcomes before you take each step.  At home you are giggly, silly, and 100% three years old.  You can be so funny!  You spin and twirl, "Look at me Daddy!  I'm spinnnnnnnning!"

You live in a little world of wonder.  I hear you back in your room, lost in your thoughts and in full conversations with yourself.  You will sing and dance, imagine and dream for hours on end.  

Your little buddy T-Rex is still a must have and must be wrapped in Soft Blanket each night to sleep by your side.  You are slowly turning from dinosaurs to princesses but a brachiosaurus or a diplodocus will still catch your eye.  Sweet girl, you would spend hours lost in a pile of dress up clothes and accessories if I let you.  You have a definite opinion about your fashion.  Most days, you insist on wearing a "fancy dress" but you have your favorite Thomas "panties" underneath that fancy dress.  And shoes?  Most shoes these days, whether a flip-flip, a croc or a jelly, are "glass slippers" and your red Mary Jane is preferred over all others.  

There are times I can catch a glimpse of you at 12, at 16, at 21, and I love who I see in your future.  But for now, my sweet girl, stay in your world of fairies and dreams.  Cling to your innocence and your three-year-old self.  These days will be gone all too soon and they make your momma weepy.  

I love you my little Squirrel!  "Do you know how much I love you?"....."Soooooo much!"   Happy 3rd to you Harper Meabon!