Sunday, May 22, 2016

Gracie is 3

Dear Gracie,
    We have just finished celebrating your 3rd birthday. We had a small party at the park with your school friends. You wanted peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and cupcakes with pink frosting. You thought it was awesome. The simplicity of it was pretty awesome. Here are some great things you are doing right now:
 
You are SO beautiful and cute. I love when you come stomping in with your hands on your hips in your little dress. You can be so cute and sassy. I love the little crinkle on your nose when you're being silly. I love your big eyes. I don't love doing your hair, although I love how cute it is when it's done.

You love shoes and dress up. You make us change your clothes approximately 1200 times a day. You have to stay fashionable.

You are my little introvert. You are shy around new people and don't like when someone calls attention to you. But when you are with people you know and somewhere you know, you are so goofy, loud, playful, and WILD.

I love that you love being with your brother. You always laugh at his jokes. He is lucky to have you for that, because no one else around here thinks he is as funny as you do.

You are getting so smart. You are starting to learn some letters and numbers. Whenever you see a G anywhere, you yell "G for Gracie!" You love to do "homework" and color and write.

I love that you are so independent. You won't let anyone help you get dressed, put on your shoes, put on your seatbelt, or clear your dinner plate. You are my big helper. You love to help me do dishes and clean (although you never do it on your own).

I love that you are so determined. I really can't explain in words this big ball of non-stop energy you can be. When you get something in your head, NOTHING will stop you. Unfortunately, sometimes I can't even stop you. I just hope you use all that determination to save the world one day, not destroy it.

I love that you LOOOOOVE your baby sister. You love to help take care of her and play with her. Sometimes you LOOOOVE her a little too hard. You like to get in her play-mat and on her tummy time blanket with her.

You have an irrational fear of all dogs. Whenever you hear a dog bark you run screaming into our arms. Except for Laurie and Hope, since I'm pretty sure you don't realize they are also dogs.
You are terrified of our neighbor's dog, Deuce. I love that you refer to our neighbors as "Deuce's Mommy and Daddy."

I love that you love going to school. You have had a great fun year with your friends in the Bears room. I love when you do impersonations of your teachers.

You love to dance. You make us help you put on your ballerina costume so you can do dances for us.

I love that you FINALLY got potty trained! I really really Love you for that. For a while I thought it might never happen.

I love that you are always surprising me. Sometimes I feel like I have no idea how to be your parent, which is a new and weird feeling for me. You are always a challenge. And yet, I am learning that what you crave and want most of all is for me to be present and just be with you. With three kids and a full time job, that is very challenging but so important. Thank you for the constant reminder to be present in the moment. I think it's my biggest challenge and my biggest gift.

Love you, baby girl. I love getting to be your mom.