Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Three.

Completely impossible. My BABY is three. Her favorite phrases include words like "actually" and "seriously" and "the brothers". She can hold her own. And then some. She is completely spunky, always on the move, loves to be a helper, and adores all things pink and purple. I smile when she puts her hands to her cheeks and says "Oh" before she tells us her next grand idea. Honestly, I can't believe that God chose me to be her mom. I LOVE MY KYNDALL SADIE. Yes, she has fits, stubborness, gets talked to about throwing rocks, knows how to push her brothers' buttons, and can mysteriously end up between Jon and I in bed in the middle of the night. But I honestly am loving those things more too with this third kiddo. Go figure!