We had Anna’s 3-year birthday party this past Saturday. It was her first “friend” party and she had two little girls over, as well as all the grandparents.
We started with “stick the candle on the cake” (like “pin the tail on the donkey”):
And, while you’re at it, take a look at those curls!
Anyway… next was the stamp-a-bag craft. I borrowed foam stamps from a friend and bought fabric paint and canvas bags from Hobby Lobby:
Today was Anna’s 3rd birthday! David took off and we went down to The Wonder Place in Little Rock. (I had been there once before with Anna, but it had been a while.) She had a blast! I think she liked the tree house thing the best, climbing up and down the stairs. We don’t have stairs at our house, so I guess it’s a novelty. :) But she also went shopping, played in the sand and water, and lots of other things.
Something must happen around 3.
The babyness has disappeared. That distinctive run/walk of toddlerhood is long gone. The broken sentences have become full paragraphs. The drama is on. Independence is gaining ground.
I can do babies. I can do toddlers. But kids? I don’t know what to do with kids. But I’m figuring it out.
And she’s a pretty neat kid.
Today is Sarah’s 5-month birthday! We were busy busy busy today, visiting my family this morning, going to the St. Patrick’s Day parade in Little Rock this afternoon, then a girls-only dinner party with some friends tonight, but I managed to snap a few pictures of her right before bedtime. :)
Let’s see… she is smiling and talking lots, laughing a little, grabbing hold of everything, drooling a river, sleeping through the night… oh, and rolling over! From tummy to back, that is. She eats about 5 times a day, sometimes 6. (No cereal yet; we’ll start that in another month.) She’s taking 3-4 naps per day, mostly short ones, but sometimes she can be convinced to take a long afternoon nap. She’s at the age where we have every baby apparatus out right now; she is big enough for the exersaucer and bumbo, but still likes the swing and bouncy seat, etc.
Without further ado, here’s that great smile:
Well, just like that, Anna is done with her crib. I know, most kids her age have long since switched to a bed, but Anna liked her crib, slept well in it, and never tried to climb out of it (although she certainly could have if it had occurred to her). Why mess with what works? Well, it stopped working. We’ve had a heck of a time getting her in bed lately, dealing with melt-downs and crying fits until 11, 11:30, or even past midnight. Couldn’t figure out what was wrong. Night before last, about midnight, David managed to get something out of her indicating she didn’t like it dark. Ok, no problem, we’ll leave your lamp on. (And why didn’t you say something about this a month ago? Or even 3 hours ago, for that matter? Hmph.) Last night, she didn’t even want to get in her crib. She didn’t like her crib, but couldn’t tell us why. Who can explain the whims of a (nearly) 3-year-old? So she slept on a blanket on the floor. (She didn’t even want to sleep on the crib mattress on the floor.) So, we decided, NOW is the time for the bed switch. Today.
I was skeptical whether she would actually take a nap in it, but she did. I went in and woke her up a little after 6:00, and she was hard asleep. I guess she’s a little sleep-deprived! So far she’s doing ok tonight.
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