Your three year old molars are growing in, which doesn't seem to bother you at all. It also has not resulted in you eating any more. You have a terrible habit of telling us that you want something to eat, and then not eating it. Keep that up for much longer and your grandparents who grew up poor are either going to start lecturing you or refusing to serve you.
We went clothes shopping this month, because we had a coupon for Kohl's. I told you and Corbin that we were not there to buy toys, and then we walked in and their Kohl's Cares toy was the T-Rex from Toy Story. So, you got yet another dinosaur. Corbin found a pirate sword on sale for less than the T-Rex, so you both ended up spoiled again. We managed to find some nice skinny shorts for you in the girl section, and a dinosaur shirt and dinosaur pajamas in the boy section. I suppose I should warn you that I have no problems shopping in the boy section for you, or the men's section for myself. I spent a long time wearing boy jeans and I still wear men's shoes. If you continue with your love of dinosaurs and dragons and things like that, and if you keep being as skinny as you are, you might as well get used to buying whatever clothes you find that fit you, that you like, no matter where in the store you find them.
It was Corbin's birthday this month. You had fun celebrating with him, playing with the kids, and eating cake and cupcakes. You wanted to play with all of his presents, of course, but we managed to hold you off until he was ready to share. You are a typical set of siblings; you always want what the other one has. I find myself planning on buying things in pairs, just to head off some of the arguing. There are many times that you play together happily, too, of course. I hope those times increase as you get older.
One thing you are not very interested in is potty training. I'm not sure if it's because you don't care yet, or because you don't like being interrupted to go sit on the potty. I realized the other day that at your age, Corbin had started preschool and was mostly potty trained already. I joked with Grandma the other day that we should just make you run around outside without diapers on until you get the idea. But I worry that you'll start begging for treats when you pee in the right spot, like the dogs do. You spend enough time pretending to be a puppy as it is.
You continue to sing all the time. Grandpa sings a lot of songs with you. Sometimes Corbin will sing with you. You'll sing to yourself while you play. Once, you were in the car with Grandma and Grandpa, and you were singing away in your car seat. Neither Grandpa or Grandma could figure out what song it was. Then you stopped singing and said, "Did you like that song I just made up?"
Your new way to avoid naps and bedtime is to ask for all of your stuffed animals to be in bed with you. One afternoon, I lined them all around you, and told you it was a stuffed animal nest. Another afternoon, you piled them all up on one side of the crib and napped on the other side. Then another day, you piled them all up on one side and laid on top of them. You're funny with your quilt, too. When I look in on you in the mornings, you often have your legs sticking out from under your quilt, with the top of your body all covered up. Sometimes, you have just your neck wrapped up and the rest of the quilt off to the side of you. You're strange and funny. Which means you fit right in, in this family.
Love,
Mom
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