My little pet peeve about being 3 years old is...

... waiting around for Mom and Dad to get their act together so we can go to the B&O Railroad Museum. Jeez, how hard is it to get your stuff together, my stuff together, help me get my shoes on, argue with me about putting on a coat, AND get your car keys? *sigh*

But we had an awesome time celebrating my 3rd birthday. Check out my awesome t-shirt. Mommy got it for me. She thought it was appropriate for our museum visit. And I got my big pink Birthday Badge. I wore it all weekend so everyone knew it was MY special weekend.

I had a really yummy cake with all of my favorite Sesame Street characters on it, I got a bike (with training wheels) and a Snow White helmet, and I got the Little People SUV car! I practiced riding my bike at the elementary school playground. I'm hoping to pop wheelies one of these days.

Mommy says I get spoiled a lot, but all I know is that I got a lot of awesome presents (like blocks, a piggy bank, some clothes, a little train set....)

So, now I'm thinking of what I'll have on my cake when I'm 4 years old. Maybe a train. I like trains. But overall, I had a great birthday and am a happy kid for having such a great family. They even let me wear a winter hat when it's warm.

I Miss the Good Ol' Days....

This picture was taken in November of 2008... I was about 1 1/2 years old. This was when Mommy didn't mind carrying me. And I could yell, and people said, "Oh, she's such a cute baby." Let's face it.... I'm not a baby anymore. I walk on my own, I tell Mom and Dad when I want something, and sometimes I had "please" and "thank you" to make them happy.

I didn't have preschool, or Sesame Street time to learn my numbers and letters. And I guess running around the house without my clothes on isn't really age-appropriate anymore. Not when I know how to put my clothes on myself. Then there is Little People time where I use my imagination, and Jeopardy time when I dance to the music and laugh at Alex Trebek. I'm always so busy.

Last night, I even used the potty! Apparently, that's what you are supposed to do. Elmo does it, so I'm making an effort. But still, the good ol' days were simple. *sigh*


Tomorrow is the big day! I turn the Big 3 Years Old!


Cake, presents, and a trip to the B&O Railroad Museum. Choo! Choo!

Ain't No Party Like a Preschool Party!!!

Today we celebrated my 3rd birthday at preschool! My REAL birthday isn't until Saturday, but Emilie and I both a b-days around the same time, so we shared the party. We even had ice cream cups! But the best part about celebrating my birthday is having all my friends with me.

You're my friend, You're my friend... and you... in the back... You're my friend too! Think I'm kidding? Let me sing you a song about how awesome friends are:

The Secret Toddler Handshake

I have a tight circle, and to be part of that circle... you need to know the handshake. It started when Mommy would say good-bye to me each morning to go on the train to go to work. It is formally called the "Kiss Huggy".

Kiss, Hug, then we added a high five. Then I added a fist-bump. Then to keep her there cuz' I missed her, I kept adding stuff. People think she made it up, but really... it was all me. You can see the full handshake with me and Poppy here. (I'm wearing Uncle Eric's hat, and I won't give it back until he can do the handshake.)

Here's the basics:
Kiss, Hug, High-Five, Fist-Bump, Pinky Swear, Pointer, Hang Loose, BEAR CLAW! (We added bear claw after the Winter Olympics - I felt inspired.)

We said good-bye to Grandma this weekend...

I was on my best behavior because I knew Mommy was going to have a hard time. She gave me time to run up and down the aisle at church and then when people started showing up, and I tried really hard to be good. Once the service started, I thought I should sit down with Cousin Larry and hang with him for a bit.

Then I thought Mommy needed my support since she didn't have her Mommy anymore. So I moved from Larry's pew to Mommy's lap until it was her turn to talk. She stood up and was about to hand me to Daddy... but I didn't think she should go up there alone.

So, when it was time for her to give her speech about Grandma, I held her hand and went up to the podium with her. Then I realized there were about 120 people looking at us! But I stayed with her while she talked (and I hid behind the podium when I got nervous). She needed a little support and she always holds my hand when I get scared too. I needed to reciprocate. After she was done, I also conducted the choir so they would stay on beat. Then I did a little Sadie-shuffle because the music had a really good beat and you could dance to it.

Overall, it was a really good day. Grandma would have really liked it. Remember... Life is Goo.

The best thing about being a kid is...

... I can wear silly hats like this and get away with it. I made this one around Christmastime, but Mommy said that with St. Patrick's Day around the corner, I can wear the same outfit. I'm seriously considering doing that. I'd be the envy of all the kids at preschool.

I'm a Recess Monkey Groupie

I don't know how this lucky kid got the Seattle band Recess Monkey to play his birthday party, but this would be awesome! This is the band singing Birthday Bite. They sing a lot of cool songs that don't make my Mommy question what happened to children's music. Here's more of their stuff on their website.



I like their song "Pandas" too. They eat bamboo. 40 pounds a day actually. They also have great tunes like "The Pool" and "I Got a Toy (But I Played with the Box.)"



By the way, in case you missed my subtle hint... my 3rd birthday is coming up on MARCH 27th!