Emma is three!

Emma is three! Part of me can't believe it's been three years. The other part of me has been holding her to higher expectations since Sloan was born, and can't believe she was only two. Three is stubborn and sweet. Three yells "I do it myself" and "hold me please" in the same few seconds. Three loves her baby sister but is way too rough with her. Three ends every argument with "cuz that's why!" Three will only wear a tutu dress, even if the only one clean is sleeveless and it's freezing out. Three loves makeup and nail polish and jewelry and woke me up in the middle of the night bc she needed lipstick. Three looks out for her friends. Three has a heart of gold. And three ends cupcakes in her class with a speech, thanking her friends for their time together, telling them she's on to bigger and better things, the 3s class, and that she'll always remember their time together. (She doesn't move up until August - with the rest of her class). This girl makes us laugh (and cry) daily and we wouldn't change her for the world!