Well…my baby is no longer my baby. Until she turned 3, I did still think of her as a baby. Now, she’s a little girl! I can’t believe it has been 3 years. Here’s a montage of her day…
Tonight I think about the night you were born. For 9 months, you were a part of me and I knew you before you were born. I can’t explain it but I knew your personality. Throughout my pregnancy, I listened to Enya’s Wild Child. Somehow, I knew you were going to be a little firecracker. I must remember to honor your firecracker spirit and to not get frustrated with you. I honor these qualities about you because I believe they will lend to you a strong will, persistence, and leadership qualities.
So, what are you like as a 3 year old? You want to do everything your self and I do mean everything. If I open a door, you close it so that you can open it yourself. Your favorite food is still meat products, as it has always been. It is a good thing you weren’t born into a vegetarian family! You also adore your chocolate milk. Your favorite show is Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. Mommy tried to limit tv to educational shows but one morning you caught it and immediately fell in love. You also love anything faerie and princess. In fact, it is because of faerie panties that you were finally potty trained! We started potty training before you were even 2, but you weren’t all that interested. You fully understood the concept but would actually say that you didn’t want to stop playing, so you’d just use your pull-up. I bought you some faerie panties and you loved them so much, you stopped wearing a pull up. You love to make people laugh and are a clown most of the time. You are in a stage right now, where you are Bolt (a dog) about 95% of the time. In fact, you are play barking even as a write this. You still sleep with us every night. Your father and I like you there with us, knowing you are safe and being able to cuddle with you. People tell us we need to move you out or you’ll never leave, but none of us are ready for that. In some ways, I treat you like you are older than you are and in other ways I very much baby you. You love to be outside swinging or playing in your sandbox. You very much enjoy our school time together. You tell me that I’m your best friend. I hope you always feel that way, my daughter. Happy Birthday Zhanabear.