Lucy Turns Three

Well my girl, you are now three years old. Why does three seem so much older than two?

What a beautiful girl you are. Very sweet and sensitive, funny and smart.

You have really embraced being a big sister. I can’t believe how easy the transition has been for you. You treat Abram like he has been around your whole life. I love watching you try to play with him and give him big hugs while saying “I love you My Buddy!”. Sweetest thing ever.

You absolutely love wearing your pajamas. You could say this has been some sort of a struggle between the two of us. You have to change into your pajamas everyday for nap time (after finally convincing you to get out of them) and then we have to “conversate” to get you back out of them after nap time only to get right back in them (usually the same Princess PJs or Kitty PJs) three hours later for bed time. You could let me pick out a pair for you every once in a while…

You sing all day long. All day. You make up your own songs that make no sense and you dance around. All day.

Your favorite foods are pizza, mac and cheese, broccoli, goldfish, string beans, butter (yes, you like to eat butter) and cottage cheese with apple butter. Quite balanced wouldn’t you say? I can’t complain, you will usually try anything and eat pretty well most of the time as long as you aren’t busy playing.

You don’t have a favorite movie but you LOVE watching movies. At three years old we have already had to have you fast from TV. You like to play with Barbies and  little doll type people. You love to read and you make me tell you a “story” every time we go to bed after reading  books (stories are made-up from our heads using our imagination). You are getting really good at doing puzzles and your favorite place to go is the Library. Pink is your favorite color and you still love shoes.

You think your Dad can fix anything. Whenever you break something or find that something is broken you say: “It’s ok Mommy, Daddy can take it to work and fix it with his tools”. Here is a secret, he usually just throws it away and you forget about it (like your Barbie shoes) or he brings you home a new one (like your pink headband). I can’t have you thinking he is amazing forever! <wink>

Did I mention you like to sing?

You are in two dance classes. I think you prefer Jazz because you pick up the moves quicker but you love going to ballet too. You walk around the house “pee-ay” and “wellavay”-ing everywhere. I ask you after every class if you made any new friends and you say “no, I was shy in class today”.

We had a “Pinkalicious” Birthday Party for you and a few of your little girlfriends on you Birthday. When you woke up and saw the house decorated in pink, you ran into my room with a big smile and said: “I love my party Mom!”. It was the best compliment ever.

I love you so much. You make me smile and laugh and get really angry. You are my best friend and I am so honored to be your Mother. Your Dad, let’s just say he is wrapped around your little finger. He only takes your advice these days… good thing you have a good sense of fashion! Your MiMi spoils you rotten. I’ve been begging her to stop buying you stuff.

You love your cousins. obsessed. We can’t go anywhere without you asking if they will be there too. You admire Keely, love to play with Lila and Mae, compare “adulthood” to Ezra and never forget to include Jude. We are so blessed to have such wonderful family, aren’t we?

Hoping and praying for another wonderful year together filled with lots of laughter and new experiences.

Happy Birthday!