The new lifestyle of a three-year-old

 When you are three....

You are able to blow out the candles all by yourself after several tries...

You are studious at the library with your friend....No longer running around hiding from Mommy while she yells, "SHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

You get to see free  movies at the Alamo Drafthouse like, "Annie"....You stay in your seat for the first hour and a half, but not after that. That would be silly.

You dress like a princess for important occasions like porch time, or royal princess balls, or going to the grocery store.

You learn to properly use chopsticks.

When that doesn't work out you use chopsticks any way you possibly can. 

The Men in Her Life

Emory has official noticed that there is a difference between boys and girls. I believe that happened last summer when she saw Cousin Jack get his diaper changed and asked, "What is THAT??" She now has moved on to a slight crush on a pair of brothers in our neighborhood. She speaks of them on a daily, sometimes hourly, basis. She got to have a play date with them this week which was a dream come true. She eats all of her carrots and says, "Mommy, I ate all of my food and now I'm BIGGER like ***** (his identity will remain anonymous in case this fascination lasts long enough for her to be very embarrassed that I blogged about it). 

But, thank goodness, Daddy, Buddy, and Papa are still her main guys. And Shep, too, since my stomach is now larger than a beach ball and he really can't be ignored. 

Pictured with Daddy at Mt. Bonnell 

Making Daddy's specialty: Rice Crispie Treats- which were of course shared with the brother pair. She already knows the main way to a man's heart is through sweets. 

Weekly Date Night With Buddy

Preparing for Date Night with Buddy with instructional guide, "How to Babysit a Grandpa"

Good times at Threadgills