Today you turned three years old. Oh my goodness. How three years have passed since I first held your tiny body in my arms is a total and complete mystery. You, with the chubbiest cheeks and the bluest eyes and the darkest hair! As much as I loved you that day, I love you even more now. Now I know your personality – your likes, your dislikes, your passions and your fears. I know YOU – the way you smell at bedtime, the way you hold a crayon, the way your eyes seem to grow to twice their size when you are in wonder. The more time I know you, the more I want to know about you. I look forward to spending the rest of my days learning about you and loving you.
Nora, at three years old:
You are so spirited. You never hold back an emotion. When you are happy, I’m pretty sure your smile can be seen from space. When you are mad, well … let’s just say the neighbors know when you are having a rough day. Parenting you has been such a lesson for me in welcoming emotion. I never want you to feel like you have to keep those big feelings inside – ALL of your feelings, even the unpleasant ones, are safe with me.
You love making people laugh. You have the best expressions, use your eyebrows more than any 3 year old I’ve ever met, and when you think something is really funny you put your hands on your belly and laugh like Santa. You also love telling knock knock jokes with all of the wrong punchlines and timing which just makes it all the more hilarious.
You still don’t like to sleep. Most nights you wake up at least once and end up in bed with Daddy and I. You no longer take naps, but you do sleep through the night about twice a week so that is HUGE. Your Daddy and I are so grateful for those nights of uninterrupted sleep.
You are a Mama’s girl. You love your Daddy too, of course. And he loves you more than anything. But sometimes you just want Mama. We still call you “The Barnacle” because you are pretty attached to me most of the time. When you are upset when you wake up sometimes Daddy will go to get you and you’ll yell “NOT YOOOOUUUU!!!!” because you want me to come and get you. You are lucky your Daddy is such a great sense of humor and the patience of a saint.
You love lipstick. You put it on all day long like it’s your job. I literally have to hide my lipgloss from you and you know to look in all the secret pockets in my purse. Lipstick brings you joy.
You are extremely independent. “I can do it myself!” is your life mantra. You dress yourself. You get in the car and buckle your seat belt yourself. You put your shoes on yourself. I love your determination!
Your theme song is “NO” by Meghan Trainor. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cMTAUr3Nm6I
You are potty trained. You were our easiest kid to potty train. I think it was a combination of your desire to be like your sisters and that Daddy and I basically refused to potty train you until you were 1000% ready. And by ready I mean taking off your own diaper, climbing on the potty, re-dressing yourself, then informing me you had taken care of everything. You may have been our worst sleeper, but being the easiest potty trainer was a really good way to redeem yourself.
You rub your belly button all the time. To go to sleep or when you get upset, you rub your belly button raw.
You can swim! You love swimming lessons because you love your teacher, Ms. Stacy. You can swim the length of the pool on your own and are learning more and more each lesson. You love the water.
You can’t sneeze. You’re officially the worst at sneezing. You gear up to sneeze, get the sneeze face going, then you just make a weird non-sneezing sound and you’re done. It seems so completely unsatisfying but it works for you.
You love to play “baby koala” where you wrap your arms around my neck and hang on while I go about my day. Then you play “sleepy koala” where you pretend to sleep and I have to hold you and talk about the cute koala in my arms. You are very, very cute.
Nora Clementine, these past three years with you have brought our family so much joy. Your Daddy and I are so thankful for the gift of your life and that we get to be your parents. Your sisters love, care for, and adore you. Basically we’re over the moon about you, Littlest Love. We can’t wait to see what this next year brings in your beautiful life.