Today is Mini's birthday - I have lots of photos from her "Tulle, Tiaras and Tea" party, but you'll have to wait as I'm exhausted and just want to sit back with a bottle of wine. How cute is her Sophia the First gown and matching amulet? We're big Sophia fans around here.
Three is an odd age. Mini is leaving toddler-hood behind, but is not quite a little girl. Perhaps that’s why they call them threenagers. She’s in a phase where she wants to do everything herself, and I already feel those pangs of sadness that she’s becoming more independent, yet I still celebrate her accomplishments and want to see her grow.
Motherhood brings out such complex feelings. The highest of the highs, and the lowest of the lows – sometimes they’re one right after another, and other times it can take weeks to climb back out of a low. Two was difficult, but not as hard as I had anticipated – Mini rose to the challenge of being a sibling, and dotes on Mr. Moo, which has made the process so much easier. I’m looking forward to three, she’s so bright, inquisitive, kind, thoughtful and caring – and the year should hold some exciting new milestones, like preschool.
She also let me take her three year old photos with minimal fuss, and barely any candy bribery. Granted, when the candy ran out, so did her patience. But I love these photos because they seem to capture all her different expressions and quirks.
If you want to see how much shes changed, check out her two year photo shoot.
Happy birthday sweet girl - you are loved.
When Mini was first born, we lived in a 1 bedroom condo (I miss that view and location, but I don't miss the traffic, size or neighbour that used to play rambunctious games of Yahtzee and yell at me from his deck). Her nursery was an alcove (or "den", as we marketed it) off the master bedroom and her furniture was minimal, as all we could fit was a bookshelf and mini crib.
We then moved to our house, but in my pregnant state, I was too lazy to redecorate and we had bits of extra furniture that we placed in her room. We never painted, hung photos, put down a rug or made it special for her.
So with her third birthday just days away, Derek and I decided to gift her with a big girl room. We had planned a sleepover at Grandma's house, and had 30 hours to paint, redecorate and give her a big girl room.
She was thrilled with her surprise, but in grand Mini fashion, isn't a big fan of change and told us at bedtime that she missed her old room (but couldn't remember what colour the walls were). She'll come around - she loves pink, and the one thing this room has, is pink!
One of my favourite things about Mini is her ability express herself. She doesn't hold back, for better or for worse. Throughout the year, I've jotted down some of her funnier quotes as she's said them.
Maybe these only crack me up, but shes got great wit and comedic timing.
“Seriously mom, get it together.” She's used this one a few times on me.....
Mini: "What's wrong mommy?"
Me: "I just hit the curb"
Mini: "Well that was stupid."
"Oh Canada, we stand in gardens for free"
– While singing the lesser known Canadian Anthem
"Don't give up mom."
Me: "You need to apologize to your brother"
Mini: "Maybe not, I'm not so good at these things”
Me: "Do you live to do the opposite of what I ask?"
Mini: "We're a team!"
Me: "Can we have this kind of relationship when you're a teenager?"
Mini: "Ummmm probably not"
(In response to my singing)
"Stop it, that's just noise"
Me: “Are you going to listen to me?”
Mini: "Let's talk about it tomorrow"
"I'm thankful that Grandma is healthy and showered"
- When asked at Thanksgiving what she's thankful for.
"We need a new cul-de-sac, this one is just not safe, the cars are just killing me"
"This smoothie is helping me feel less lonely"
“Look! The garbage man is wiping the street with his butt!”
- I came running, but was disappointed to find it was just the street sweeper. She also thinks the garbage man delivers our groceries.
Sometimes people ask me to take photos of their babies - I usually oblige. I did newborn photos for baby J three months ago, and went back last week to capture this cutie once again. She didn't disappoint.
I'm not sure what that title means... but just as I call the Moo man, Mr. Moo, Mini calls him "You Puddley guy" or just Puddle. These kids are going to have complex' one day. However, crazy names aside. Mr. Moo turned 10 months over the holidays and the Mini turns THREE this month!? I think every post on this blog is me just being astounded at the speed time flies. That "the days are long but the years short" crap that I rolled my eyes at is turning out to be true.
I’m editing photos from Mr. Moo’s 10 month mini shoot and this one was too adorable not to share immediately! This kid has lashes for days. I should probably get back to paying attention to my children, as Mini is leading Moo around on a leash.
When the weather forecast calls for bright, beautiful sunshine – you obviously plan a picnic. That’s not exactly what we got. However, I got to spend time with my best friend, and that makes even the foggiest, coldest of days amazing.
The Christmas season has been flu and plague filled, one week was completely written off as we could barely get out of bed. We’re still not 100%, but we’re bouncing back slowly. I’m looking forward to a healthy, warm spring. Goals for the new year include sleep, taking better care of myself, running more and taking more photos of the family.
I've been writing, both professionally and personally, for years and thought it was time to dedicate my precious nap times (aka, the only free time I have all day) to write about life, food, and kids.