Evelyn is 3 years and 3 months.
The above picture pretty well sums up her personality! A spunky little entertainer. Sometimes I can't believe how old she is. Other times I have to remind myself that she isn't 5 or 6 :) As she grows I love to see her personality and imagination develop. She is a fun-loving girl who loves playing dress-up, singing, dancing, art projects, and being outside. She has loved the warm weather and doesn't care a thing about getting dirty or disheveled (unlike her brother..more on that later ;)). She is a free spirit, which I love. She acts totally out of emotion and says/does whatever comes to her mind without thinking it through, which I do NOT love! ;-) We continue to try and be consistent with our standards & discipline, though new challenges come up often where we have to try and figure out how to really teach her best. She now stays dry at night, which is great. Too bad I had just bought a big pack of pink pull-ups...looks like little brother will have even more motivation to potty train (I wish!). She is becoming more capable of things like making her bed, helping with laundry, and setting/clearing the table. Her favorite ways to help are dusting and "helping" me in the kitchen. Teaching a toddler to do these things and allowing them to freedom to actually practice and learn takes an incredible amount of patience. And I will say I am guilty more often than not of being impatient or micromanaging jobs I give her. She continues to blow me away with her love and aptitude for learning, and of her capacity to quickly and easily memorize things. She loves doing worksheets and puzzle books.
(Looking in her puzzle book...but she makes this face ALL the time, lol)
(this is how she came down one morning...jammies & princess heels)
(It it almost impossible to get her to smile normally for a picture)
Hunter is 21 months.
(It was cold and rainy out so I told him we were not going outside....WORST MOM EVER)
Jocelyn is 3 months.
(How she sleeps!)
(She has expressive eyebrows like Evelyn always did)
"Normal" things like running errands and such are becoming more manageable with three, though there is always the occasional trip to the store that goes awry and I find myself wanting to just throw myself onto the floor in a big crying heap in the middle of Wal-Mart, which, thankfully, hasn't actually happened yet. Days may feel long and crazy...but I am so glad for these three blessings that call me Mama!