Well, I officially have a three year old now. May 30th, my little girl turned three. We had a firetruck themed birthday party and celebrated with our close friends and family.
She's feisty and silly as ever. I haven't remembered to write down all the funny stuff she's said but I do remember this one from the other day. It should be mentioned that I have issues with my left foot: plantar fasciitis, heel spurs, and a bone spur on my big toe. I've been jogging again, in an attempt to lose the holiday weight (not working out so well so far, but I refuse to give up) and well, the bone spur on my big toe has been hurting.
Me: *Gets shooting pain through big toe*
"Ouch! My toe!"
Winter: *hands up in concern*
"Mom, mom, it's okay; you're going to be fine, I promise."
Silly kid.
