RR turned three yesterday. She’s beautiful and fun and smart. We brought a balloon when we picked her up from school and she came home wearing a birthday crown they had given her.
Being outstanding parents, we fed her pancakes for dinner and followed it up with cake and ice cream. Plus the presents, it was a bit much for her but she held up remarkably well.
She takes cake very seriously and we lit the candles and sang twice. Hell, I’d have sung five times if she said that’s what she wanted.
She’s so tall. She wears her clothes like a kid, not a baby, and I realize that toddlerhood passed us by many months ago.
But that said, she is still silly, like her mother. The two of them are a joy to watch.
I love my three year old so much.