Three is so magical. With some of the physical challenge of growing - walking, running, communicating, using the potty, etc - behind them, they seem so ready to just sink on into who they are. When she was first born, I used to worry about what it would be like for her - the youngest girl to two strong spirited older brothers. But that's laughable now, given the personality that quickly emerged from this little one. She's amazing, and yesterday was spent in true honor of who she is. Oh, my love. I feel so lucky to know her.
And now, with time for only a small breath...onto some other celebrating. This weekend our extended family grows by one very special guy as my little sister gets married. My little sister who clearly knows how to throw a party - the weekend's festivities are of epic and seriously fun proportions. Now if only I could apply my skills at late-night-birthday-crafting for a three year old...to...walking down an aisle balancing my very pregnant body on a very skinny pair of heels. Oh, do wish me luck.
And you...I hope you have a lovely weekend!
