So this is the part where I'm supposed to say, boo hoo, my youngest is three.. how did that happen? why does time go so fast? I am officially out of the baby/toddler stage forever! *sniff, sniff. tear. Nope. Not this girl. I mean, I guess it is strange in a way that he's three... but guys, he is seriously so THREE. If you met him you'd be like, yup. (except for he's living in a 4 year olds body. yet he uses a pacifier. *momfail. I swear the kids has stashes somewhere because I take one away, turn my back and he has three more! Eh. Whatever works. *fourth child) But I'm not sad about it. I kinda love/hate this stage. (I mean, I only hate it when I'm trying to get him to do something.. or, not do something, come to think of it.)
Dez is obsessed with reallllly likes minions. His mood changes on a dime. He speaks in full clear mostly clear sentences. He stands up for himself when opposed. His favorite color is orange. He wants to be carried around inside of stores, but refuses to even hold hands in the street. He won't sleep in his bed because it's pink and "I no wike dat color!" (all of the sudden.) He can't get enough cars in his life. He wants to buckle himself in, and climb in and out of things alone.. but loves being pushed in the stroller and carried down the stairs. He calls his sister, "Why-O." and when you tell him it's bedtime he sighs and says, "awwwwwwight." (alright) in a very resigned, adult manner.. and then runs and "hides" somewhere as quickly and quietly as possible. (He's getting pretty stealthy too.) I could go on and on about his three-ness. The proof is in the photos...
his reaction to visiting a bounce yard to celebrate..
tugging at Hottie's face and finding it hilarious..
not so happy about waiting for the whole candle thing...
two seconds later... (after sneaking some frosting.)
taking matters into his own two hands when the fork failed him...
That's our Dezmond. Three years old. He is funny and stubborn, rough and sweet, smart and silly....
and has the best eyebrows I'VE ever seen on a kid this age *blog brag... I'm going to soak up every part of this year with him (and want to pull my hair a lot too, I'm sure!). *mumbles, "parenting is rad."