It’s hard to believe in just five months, I will have a three year old tiny woman. THREE. The years have flown by, but I remember a time when time didn’t go fast enough. During her first year, we were told all sorts of things.
This week, Juicy has been asking to go do “fun stuff”. We’ve been promising him a park visit, aaand putting it off each day. Thursday came around and after dusk, he asked to go do fun stuff. At that point, we felt like we were neglecting our poor middle child,