First of all, my toddler turned three on Sunday, October 5. She wanted to go feed ducks, so we did that. She is quite easy to please!
She got a lot of clothes for her birthday, as she had been growing like a little weed. She also got a little box with an owl on it, because she loves owls, and Jenga blocks to play with.
That morning we started off by watching General Conference, which is a semi-annual broadcast from our church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. We then had her open her gifts, for which she was very excited. She loves the surprise entailed with presents, but I think she would be just as happy if she was opening empty boxes.
We then had lunch and toward evening, when it had cooled off a little, we went to the park where we feed ducks. After we fed the ducks, we went on a walk around the park. She got to walk, instead of ride in her stroller, because she wanted to :)
Her request for dinner was chicken and broccoli casserole. I didn't realize that we didn't have everything for that, so we had that later in the week.
It is so hard to believe that this little one is now three years-old. By the time she turned three, she started to urinate in the potty. She has pooped a few times in it, but I still can't convince her to make that a regular practice. She will bring me a diaper so she can poop. If I don't put it on her, she will not go, even when her stomach starts hurting really bad.
Her health has seemed to improve, but she still has times when she gets sick out of blue. She doesn't want to eat during these times which cause me great stress. We learned that she is allergic to mosquitoes. Where she gets bit, it swells right up. At one point, her whole hand was swollen because she was bitten between her pinky and ring finger of her right hand.
She was weaned, cold turkey on August 4. I think this was harder for me than it was for her. She took it pretty well. I was a nervous wreck, because the times she wouldn't eat, at least she would nurse, and I knew she was getting nourishment she needed.
Her hair grew a lot this year. It is actually long! She loves owls, as I mentioned before. Her great-grandma, who she is named after, loved owls too. It is amazing to me that there is that kind of connection, because I never have had owls around. When we were visiting my parents in NY, she had owls around, and my toddler immediately started playing with them.
She loved her summer in New York with her grandparents while my foot was broken. She would spend hours playing outside in their backyard or sitting on the swing. I am so blessed to have this little girl as one of my children.