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The merry ol’ age of 3

The light of my life has turned into the blemish on my nose in horrifyingly rapid fashion. Courtney hit the 3′s with a vengeance and there’s no going back. Trust me, we’ve tried. There’s no shortage of information out there on how 3 year olds are a barrel of fun and what people wouldn’t give [...]

When I am 3…

Courtney has been saying for MONTHS that when she is 3, she’s going to use the potty. We’ve been asking here and there if she wants to go to the bathroom and she’ll say, “Am I 3?” And when we say no, she tells us she’s not old enough yet. Everyone in her class is [...]

Three

Courtney's party in class

Yesterday my beautiful girl turned 13 3. I can’t get over it. Three. That’s a big number. I can remember being in labor with her like it was yesterday but I can’t remember dinner last night to save my life. There’s something to those huge life changing moments.

Three. It’s amazing how [...]

Dream a little dream

It would only be fitting that never being a girly-girl myself, I’d have a girly-girl. Someone who loves pink and ballet and princesses. Someone who sings and dances and loves to wear tutus. While I, never danced or sang and couldn’t pick Rapunzel out of a lineup. I’m pretty sure that as soon as I [...]

An apple, or two, a day

This past weekend we went on our annual apple picking trip. I’m not so sure it’s “annual” if we’ve only done it 2 years in a row but whatever, it’s close enough. To me, nothing says fall like an 80 degree day, apple picking, sun block and sweat but things are confusing here in the [...]