My baby is 3 years old.

That kind of feels like a punch to the gut but she is such a fabulous 3 year old and I’m loving watching her grow up.

She has THE BEST smile. I can’t get enough of it. Her eyes sparkle. It’s a beautiful thing.

Evelyn is my passionate child. She is all or nothing. Oatmeal for lunch might be the BEST thing that has ever happened to her. She will clench her fists and teeth and jump up and down in excitement! OR she doesn’t want oatmeal and the world must answer to her wrath for suggesting the unacceptable idea! She will cross her arms, glare, stomp her foot emphatically and growl or huff. It is epic.

Exhausting… but epic.

Turning three has seen her language skills blossom. She is talking so much and using complex sentences now. Her personality is booming and she is turning in to the social butterfly one would expect from a child filled with vivaciousness.

She gave up napping the day after she turned three though it still catches up with her every once in a while and she falls asleep in the car or cuddling in my arms before school pick up. I love it. She is still my baby. Though she is nearly 36 pounds and 3 feet 3.25 inches  tall! She looks like me but I think she is going to be tall like her daddy!

She loves Paw Patrol a lot. We have had to enforce more rules around television/iPad use because of her love of watching Paw Patrol. he is growing up in a different world than I did… even than her sisters did. I didn’t even own a smart phone until Livi was 2 and now we have laptops, an iPad and we are in the era of Netflix.

Evelyn is full of spunk and independence. I’m excited to see how she will change the world, because there is no doubt in my mind that she is going to accomplish some amazing things. I’m terrified to parent her through her teen years. She reminds me a lot of myself, without the fear…. Lord help us. She is so lovely though. I’m so honoured to be this darlings Momma. It’s going to be an incredible ride!

Happy Birthday Monkey Butt! I love you.