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| Well, I need a change. I'm not thrilled with Xanga. If I wanted to pay to keep the blog running I think I'd like the look of it but since I want to blog for free I think I need a change. So I'm trying this: http://chanoligang.blogspot.com/
I don't like the name. The web design is cute but ?? And what in the world do I do with all of these lovely posts here? I'm so computer illiterate that it's scary so any input is helpful. So feel free to wander over to the new place and enjoy if you can...
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She's three. With both my girls on the day they turned three and one day old things changed. Whoever coined the phrase "Terrible Twos" must have not had a three year old at that point... :) We are managing. We will survive this and Lord willing we'll survive it well. (Insert a number of prayers for us here_____________).
HOWEVER. In the mist of her threeyearoldisms this little gal is a hoot! Oh, my - she keeps us rolling with laughter at some point in every day. Her facial expressions alone make us grin. But then when she starts in with telling us a story we will gaffaw no matter how much we try to stiffle it... While I can't recall all of her stories there are a few words I can remember that she won't pronounce properly as she just likes them that way. Trust me, she CAN say them but she won't. See? She's a three year old! Here's the list:
Gad guy - bad guy (My favorite is when she says, "The gad guys will come and get me"!)
Raggalie Rand - Raggitty Anne (We've been over this many times -
"Say ragg..."
"Ragg"
"Now say itty"
"Itty"
"Now say Raggitty...."
"Raggalie!")
:)
Big Hannah - Nana (many have tried to convince her to call her grandmother by her Nana name but she prefers this)
Little Hannah - her cousin
Spiedbock - sidewalk
Silly cup - sippy cup
Another one I mustn't forget and something I subject you hundreds of readers to ;) is her enthusiasm for a bathroom run. Picture this: A cute three year old comes running to me holding, well, herself and while leaping about says, "Mama, I hafta go tinkle"!!!!!! Then the race is oooon! I'm required to run just as fast as she and we weave our way thru the house to the watercloset where I hafta remove clothing and get her on the potty while we exchange excited yelps about whether she's gonna make it in time and how best to not get in the wrong position and who's doing the wiping and so on. If I could have picked a different middle name for this child it would have been Excitement. In all things she is that!
When she wants to she can play so lovingly and nicely with her brudder and sister. The girls love to role play mudder and daughter games but when she's done with it you know it. :)
I do have one more story to tell. The other day I lined the kids up to cut their hair. I went in birth order which I regret now. Number 2 has long hair and it had tangles and there was some crying. Therefore, when it was time to sit Silliness on the stool for her turn she had to cry too. I told her she didn't need to cry because it wouldn't hurt her - she just didn't know haircuts as she had only had one when she was a little, little girl. Wrong thing to tell her! She then proceeded to cry the entire haircut and repeat over and over, "I don't know haircuts! Mama, stop! I just don't know haircuts!"
Lastly, I've not known any small girl to be so fashion concious! She takes note of all that you are wearing and how your hair is styled and is sure to comment on what she thinks of it. She's turning in to a pretty good dresser herself which sometimes really surprises me.
I think the hardest thing right now is realizing that she's our baby but not really a baby anymore. I know, I know she gave up babyhood a while ago but as the youngest I've held on to her baby title. I'm looking forward to having older kids and all that we can do with them and for them but, oh, I am missing that baby!!! I guess this is why we look forward to having grandkids. In, like, 20 years :)
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