Avery is two weeks away from turning 3 and it's showing everyday!
Apparently, 2 years is a rough time, but 3 years is even worse. I can say that in the case of my daughter, that's been evident in some ways and not evident in others. She is just progressing in her little life in leaps and bounds. Her vocabulary is quite extensive, she can color in a very controlled way, she is not shy with other kids, she follows directions very well, she can count to 20, and she has a memory like an elephant. Talking with her and hearing what she has to say is so much fun, I just love having actual conversations with her!!
So far, we are at my most favorite and least favorite times in her little life, and ironically, they are both for the same reason: she is getting older and learning more. I wasn't quite prepared for how turning 3 would affect my happy child's sweet disposition. She has thrown more temper tantrums in the last month than she has her whole life, and most of them are for no reason whatsoever. It's like you are dealing with a live grenade and have no idea when you are going to set it off!! The other day, she literally threw a fit and started crying - when I asked her why she was crying she said, "I don't know!" Yeah, that's pretty much right.
She gets mad if you help her brush her teeth, if she isn't ready for you to change her clothes, if she doesn't get candy without eating her dinner, if she doesn't get a drink right away, if you make her get in the car, if you make her get out of the car, if the sun is in her eyes, I mean, you name it, she's thrown a fit about it. It's nuts!!
On the other hand, though, with all of that growing up, she has certainly been fun. She will just walk up to me randomly and say, "Mom, I love you!" And I love that. She walked up to my dad the other day and told him he was "an interesting man." I thought that was pretty funny. She never asks me to play with her, she just always says, "You can play with me if you want to..." She is also the bossiest little thing I've ever seen in my life. It's been a challenge to rein that one in, for sure. It must be a first-born-girl thing.
Here are some pictures of Avery throughout the last year. 10 more days and I will have a 3 year old, I just can't believe it.
First time to leave Cookies for Santa by herself...
Avery got a big girl bed...
...and learned to go to the potty.
We figured out she likes games but hates Chuck E Cheese...
We celebrated Easter...
We had a road trip to Roswell...
...where she also became my mini-me.
We had big girl pictures taken...
...and we celebrated our nation's birthday.
She learned how to be silly for the camera...
...and how to take pictures of her family.
She had her first game night as a big kid...
...and went to her first Vacation Bible school and also got to pet her first goat!!
She had her first water-gun fight with her cousins...
...and got to go to the beach for the very first time!
She also spent lots of time with her cousin...
...and some time with her mommy, who gets to see her a lot more often now.
She got to be a super hero...
...and go to her first day of "school."
Sigh. My big girl.
So far, we are at my most favorite and least favorite times in her little life, and ironically, they are both for the same reason: she is getting older and learning more. I wasn't quite prepared for how turning 3 would affect my happy child's sweet disposition. She has thrown more temper tantrums in the last month than she has her whole life, and most of them are for no reason whatsoever. It's like you are dealing with a live grenade and have no idea when you are going to set it off!! The other day, she literally threw a fit and started crying - when I asked her why she was crying she said, "I don't know!" Yeah, that's pretty much right.
She gets mad if you help her brush her teeth, if she isn't ready for you to change her clothes, if she doesn't get candy without eating her dinner, if she doesn't get a drink right away, if you make her get in the car, if you make her get out of the car, if the sun is in her eyes, I mean, you name it, she's thrown a fit about it. It's nuts!!
On the other hand, though, with all of that growing up, she has certainly been fun. She will just walk up to me randomly and say, "Mom, I love you!" And I love that. She walked up to my dad the other day and told him he was "an interesting man." I thought that was pretty funny. She never asks me to play with her, she just always says, "You can play with me if you want to..." She is also the bossiest little thing I've ever seen in my life. It's been a challenge to rein that one in, for sure. It must be a first-born-girl thing.
Here are some pictures of Avery throughout the last year. 10 more days and I will have a 3 year old, I just can't believe it.
First time to leave Cookies for Santa by herself...
Avery got a big girl bed...
...and learned to go to the potty.
We figured out she likes games but hates Chuck E Cheese...
We celebrated Easter...
We had a road trip to Roswell...
...where she also became my mini-me.
We had big girl pictures taken...
...and we celebrated our nation's birthday.
She learned how to be silly for the camera...
...and how to take pictures of her family.
She had her first game night as a big kid...
...and went to her first Vacation Bible school and also got to pet her first goat!!
She had her first water-gun fight with her cousins...
...and got to go to the beach for the very first time!
She also spent lots of time with her cousin...
...and some time with her mommy, who gets to see her a lot more often now.
She got to be a super hero...
...and go to her first day of "school."
Sigh. My big girl.
2 comments:
Time goes so fast. I was just thinking back on my girls at this age...now they are 7 & 10. sigh...enjoy the time!!
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