Kids Were Here
My baby is 3. It’s hard for me to believe. Some days it feels like there wasn’t life before her, and yet other days it feels like just yesterday that she was busy hooking her foot into my rib and giving me powerful boxing kicks from the inside (something her sister is now quite fond of). I am loving this age though. She comes up with some pretty witty remarks sometimes and I can see her wheels constantly spinning to put complicated processes together. She’s also very good at leaving her mark and rearranging our house, some of which is evidenced below.
Once you are done checking out my pictures, I’d love it if you carry on the circle and visit Shawnery’s blog.