"We are slicing time and preserving it, storing it for winters to come".
You are not quite three yet but it will be here in the blink of an eye. I feel like my time with you is so very precious. Probably because you're my baby and my last one at that. But you are growing up so fast and seem older and wiser than your years.
You are my funniest child, by far (and I've had some funny kids). Everyone you meet adores you instantly. You have that unique ability to capture everyone's heart. Maybe it's the dimples.
These days, my patience with you is thin. It's not entirely your fault. You're not a bad toddler, just .... busy. And our lives are very hectic right now. I can turn my head, and you're gone. You love to run and climb. And play. You could play all day. And get dirty. You like to get dirty. You don't like to wear shoes, so your feet are always black. You always have dirt on your face and under your nails, something sticky in your hair, and your shins are covered in bruises and scratches, and more dirt. But I wouldn't call you a tomboy. You still love everything girly - dresses, high heels, purses, babies, strollers, makeup, puppies, tea parties, etc. You spend a lot of time changing dirty diapers and going to the store (and leaving me to watch over your babies).
You don't like the beach. Or the pool. Yet. I know that will change someday. (And you hate fireworks still).
Thankfully you love baseball just as much as the rest of us. This is good since we've spent a lot of time at the ballfield these past few months. You belong to every family at the field; you're like the team mascot. All the other players love you and you know all of their names.
You're a terrible eater. Don't get me wrong, you enjoy eating very much. Just not the right things. You are more of a snacker. I thought about putting a lock on the pantry to keep you out. You eat cheese sticks, fruit snacks, any type of fruit (especially strawberries, bananas, and cantaloupe), applesauce, chips, French fries, yogurt. At meal time, you don't really eat as well as I would like and hardly ever any meat and never vegetables. Unlike your siblings, I can't get you to drink milk. You prefer apple juice over everything else. And Heaven forbid I take longer than a few seconds to make you a drink. You can be pretty impatient when you want something.
You are a whopping 38 lbs and wearing size 4-5T clothes.
You love to sing, especially hip hop music & country (just like Mommy). Your favorite songs right now are "Rude" by Magic and "Turn Down For What!". You drive us all crazy in the car. You scream if you don't like the song and you hate it when I try to sing "Mommy, stop singing!!" You are turning into a diva these days, and I don't like it.
We are making headway in the potty training department, finally. I was seriously beginning to worry. After all, you are a girl and my third, so I thought it would have happened a long time ago. Man, I will be so happy to never have to worry again about changing a poopy diaper.
You sleep in your big girl bed all by yourself and I never have trouble putting you to sleep. In the morning, usually around 6:00, you will come and get in bed with me and Daddy and fall right back asleep until it's time for you to get up.
You really have been the easiest of the 3 for the most part (except for the colicky first 6 months; oh and the whole spine surgery ordeal - that wasn't much fun, but you sure bounced back from that like a champ). You really just go with the flow and adapt to anything. You have the best attitude and are always in a good mood. Even when you are missing your nap.
I hope you stay just the way you are. I absolutely love your personality, your infectious grin, and your ability to make others smile. Happy (almost) third birthday, Isabella!
My name is Kaci. I am a working mom of 3. Wife to Josh. Mom to Jackson, Cameron & Isabella. My life is dinner, homework, baseball, basketball, grocery lists, laundry, wine, video games, and bath time. I started this blog because I am passionate about photography and journaling, and because I wanted a place to write it all down, to rememeber little details so easily forgotten in the mad rush that is the life of a family of 5. Through my photos and words, I endeavor to capture our story.