Three years with you has gone by in a flash. This past year has been pretty fun for our family, and that’s largely your fault.
Of course, it isn’t just your showmanship that has us laughing. You have a vocabulary that’s extraordinarily impressive. For example, this week you uttered the following phrase, “Definitely onions. I definitely do not like onions!” I blame such advanced conversational skills largely on your very verbal older sister. There is nothing you cannot or will not say. You are helped by your incredible memory. If you hear a song one time, you are able to sing it again. And again. And again. Of course then you start to use those melodies for your own lyrical purposes and we get some really great original renditions about everything under the sun.
Music plays no small part in our house. I suppose that’s not so surprising. You really love to sing. Specifically, you really love to sing with a microphone. If you do not have access to a microphone, you will simply pretend you are holding one. I cannot count how many times I have walked in your room after a nap and found you standing on your bed, pretend microphone in hand, belting out one of your original creations. You have several favorite songs: Today is the Day (Lincoln Brewster), Paradise (Coldplay), Pumped Up Kicks (Foster the People), Beautiful Beautiful (Francesca Battistelli), Fine by Me (Andy Grammer), Until the Whole World Hears (Casting Crowns), Our God (Chris Tomlin) and so many more. I have attended several concerts put on by you and your big sister. Most often you play piano and sing and she handles the drumming, the trumpeting and the flute playing.
You spend most of your day playing with Reagan. She started preschool which meant she was gone several afternoons while you napped. On the day we dropped her off, you asked me repeatedly where she was as we drove home. I told you several times that she was at school for a little while, and when that finally sank in, all you could do was sob quietly in your carseat. My heart broke for you because I know how much you love and adore Reagan. But since you still take afternoon naps, the pain was lessened a little bit. When Reagan is home the two of you usually play legos, princesses, dancing girls (Angelina Ballerina), picnic, restaurant, or (my personal favorite) vacation. Your idea of playing vacation is to take every available container or bag and stuff it completely full of every little thing you can find. Cleaning this up takes hours and you are almost assuredly too tired to help us.
One of my favorite things is listening to you pray. For almost a whole year now you have been able to recite the Lord’s Prayer. In addition, you have learned several other prayers which you love to recite and combine at will. Sometimes we encourage you to just make up your own prayer and you pray for “Maddie and Reagan and all my friends in the world.”
Happy Birthday sweet girl!