I blinked, and somehow my baby girl is three years old.  Three years old!  How did that happen?  It seems like just yesterday that I was calling my family to tell them that we had a bun in the oven, and now she’s this big girl with a huge smile and even bigger personality.

Three.

Three is impossibly sweet.  Three loves to give tight, squeezy hugs and soft, adorable kisses.  Three especially likes to kiss her baby brother on the top of his head.  Three is seriously going to melt Mom’s heart.

Three loves bunnies, SEA LIONS!, books and puzzles, Curious George and Super Why, chocolate milk and raisins, Frozen, the pool, gardening with Mom, snuggling with Dad, and being a big sister.  When asked what she had for lunch today, Three always says “Tacos.”  Tacos.  Every day.

Three sings the best songs, especially “We Can Make a Wainbow.”

Three has big emotions and isn’t afraid to let them out.  Three can be stubborn and maddening at times (often, as a matter of fact).  Three can also be kind of timid.  Three is very worried that an airplane is going to bite her.  (What?)  Three is also scared of thunderstorms, the neighbor’s truck, the vacuum (who isn’t?), and most bugs.

Three is incredibly smart.  Three has most of her favorite books memorized and can recite entire episodes of her favorite TV shows.  Three loves to re-enact “The World of Peter Rabbit and Friends,” and will coach Mom on delivering Mrs. Rabbit’s lines with the proper tone and inflection.  Three is not going to be satisfied with memorizing books for long – learning to read is right around the corner.

Three is a breath of fresh air, a wiggly bundle of joy, and the adventure of a lifetime.

Happy birthday to my BIG girl!