This weekend was somewhat challenging to me, as the mom of a three-year-old. You know, "somewhat challenging" in the way that a nuclear bomb is "somewhat annoying." So this blog post is a little exercise to help my attitude. I'm going to name three things I love about my three-year-old.
- I love her imagination. I bet I was the only mom in Taco Cabana today who realized the restaurant was actually a spaceship.
- I love the way she that she can sit with a stack of books and "read" for long periods of time. It makes me very proud!
- I love her desire to help me, whether it's at the grocery store, in the kitchen, or while cleaning.