You turned three years old this month. You picked out a small cake at the grocery store, and had lots of fun blowing out candles. Dad and Corbin gave you a another set of dinosaurs, which you love. It included a person and a woolly mammoth, which I think is totally ridiculous, given the several hundred million years in between us and dinosaurs, but of course you don't care. Grandma and Grandpa gave you a new t-shirt, which you wanted to wear the next morning. Grandma and Grandpa Thorne sent you several new books, which you enjoy.
You still don't care about potty training. Sigh.
It was my birthday this month, too, and Uncle Alex and Aunt Lena came up to celebrate. It's always nice to see them--that's definitely one of the very best things about living here. I got some books, which is always great, and new serger machine from everyone in the family. I'm very excited to try it out. It has several options which my old machine did not, like 4 thread serging and free-arm serging. I keep thinking that if you continue in your love of dinosaurs, I'll eventually have to replace the dinosaur dress that Aunt Tabetha gave to you, and then I'll be really glad of the serger.
Speaking of dinosaurs, it seems that brontosaurus exists again, and there are actually three known species of it. Which is exciting, because now I can feel scientifically valid about buying you things that are labelled "brontosaurus" instead of "apatosaurus." Science really does make life easier sometimes.
You had the easiest check up of your life. You didn't have any shots. You didn't have to do any blood work. You weigh 25 pounds, and you're short. You're in the 5th percentile of girls your age for height and weight, which is holding pretty consistent. Being short doesn't stop you from wanting to climb all over everything, of course.
This was a fun month out in the front yard. The monarch butterflies discovered our milkweed plants. We had so many caterpillars that we had to buy more plants. They start off as tiny and they eat the flowers and buds. Then they grow bigger and eat the leaves. Then they get enormous and eat the stems. So our milkweed plants went from looking pretty and flowery, to looking green and leafy, to looking like little dying stick plants. Fortunately, they bounced back really well, once the caterpillars had all crawled away. We managed to spot one chrysalis. We cut the leaf down and brought it inside. When it hatched, you got to watch the whole process, until it finally flew away. Hopefully, we'll be able to watch more monarchs in the future.
It's hard to believe you're already three. You are becoming more and more vocal about your wishes and thoughts. You like to disagree with everything we say, no matter what it is. You are not a biddable child, by any means, but you are fun and sweet and smart and I love you very, very much.
Love,
Mom
My birthday:
Monarchs:
Miriam's laundry service:
Your birthday!
You and all your dinos:
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