Mina 38 Months

"I am sad. A frog at my cracker and then hopped away."

The dreams of a three year old- I so wish I could see what you see in your mind.

You have potty trained yourself. Perhaps I am a low-pressure potty training person (or maybe I am lazy...) but we simply supplied you with the opportunity to use the potty, and tempted you with treats like SHOES and My Little Ponies. And one day, you just decided you did not want to wear diapers anymore and the next day you were trained. I just cheered you on and cleaned up the occasional accident. So far, have a potty trained little one is not as scary as I thought- though we have seen the bathroom at every place we have been to... Could be worse though.

Two words, Lady Gaga. Last summer was the summer of Blue Man Group and "I Feel Love." Summer 2010 is Lady Gaga and "Bad Romance" played on your nose. Or sung. Or jovially danced to. Your father measures the greatness of his day with how little Gaga he has to listen to. You can imagine how well that goes over...

Drawing is still your favorite thing to do and I have cleaned a drawing off of the hardwood floor and there is one IN PERMANENT INK on the carpet in your room. I have a love/hate relationship with this... One hand, I don't like to ruin nice things. On the other, you love to draw so much I hate to scold you for doing it. Still, as with your sister, DON'T DRAW ON THE WALLS, FLOOR, OR CARPET!!!!

All of that being said, I envy your ability to draw without provocation or direction. You have no fear of putting your pen on paper. No writer's block (or drawer's block to be more specific). You have not been harmed by our culture's bend toward perfection. And some of your drawings are strikingly good for a 3 year old. We have a picture of a rocket that you drew (including the accompanying planet Jupiter) that is stunning. Not stunning as in pretty, but stunning as in "holy crap, my three year old drew that!"

This is such a fun age to watch- You speak your mind, you still love to held and cuddled. You play with your sister quite well (most of the time). Three has it's moments of tantrum and stomping, pushing and crying- but the largest part of our time is happy. We laugh a lot.

That is the nostalgic sound I want to enjoy when I get old... Hearing your amazing laughter.

I love you, love you!