It feels like so much more than that. I look at my first baby and I don’t see a baby anymore. When Facebook kindly sends me memories of a year or two ago I can’t believe the difference. Those chubby cheeks are thinning out. Those legs and arms that used to house rolls on rolls have lengthened into the sweetest long tanned limbs. The diaper booty is gone. We’re now dealing with (what else) Frozen and Moana undies.
When Corrie turned three, as with each birthday, I felt sad and happy at the same time. We celebrated with a “Frozen” birthday party which included biscuits and gravy and fruit and doughnuts and a little cake.
Friends and family came over and it was the sweetest time (until a few hours later when Ben and I both got some sort of awful stomach bug and commenced throwing up for the next three days…but enough about that).
Corrie was gifted a new balance bike from my parents. If that doesn’t scream milestone I don’t know what does.
She has continued to be a complex blend of sweet and sassy. You’re never quite sure which side is going to show up. But that sweet side…boy is it sweet.
We’ve been learning a lot this year about saying we’re sorry and granting forgiveness. I easily lose my patience with her (especially now with so many sleepless nights due to a certain little Diva) and have to tell her that I am sorry for being unkind and ask her for her forgiveness. I have been amazed how many times she has told Ben or I that she is sorry, unprompted. She’s seemed genuinely contrite.
She will randomly tell me that she loves me.
She is extremely loving to her little sister. I wasn’t sure what kind of behavioral changes/tantrums/etc to expect when a baby came along, but all of that has been extremely rare, and what’s been much more prominent is hugs, kisses, squeezes, asking when Eva will be up, planning what to do when sister is up, etc. It has blessed my heart so much. I continue to pray that they will be friends through their childhood and not wait until they’re adults to realize the treasure they have in each other.
Around the time of her third birthday she was not potty trained. I hadn’t even bothered trying because she had shown ZERO interest. In fact, when asked if she wanted to learn to use the potty she repeatedly said ‘no.’ When Grandma asked ‘when are you going to learn to use the potty?’ Her response was ‘when I’m seven!”
The scary thing with that response is “seven” could have meant any number. She may have been picturing herself old and gray and learning to use the potty.
Thankfully, that didn’t happen. About a month ago she came to me one day, diaper in hand (yes, bare bottomed) and said “Mom! I want to use the potty now!” Three days later she was potty trained. It was basically her making up her mind she wanted to do it.
Corrie’s favorite food continues to be “nuts and raisins” (she mostly asks for the nuts because she knows I don’t generally offer her raisins by themselves). One night when Ben was gone and I was feeling especially desperate and desirous of a night free from cooking I said ‘hey Corrie! Let’s go get ice cream for dinner!”
Her response? “I don’t want to.”
I seriously spent ten minutes convincing my three year old that ice cream for dinner was a good idea. I loaded up the girls and we went to Culver’s and brought home burgers, fries, and ice cream. She caught on to my way of thinking that night, but she still rarely asks for desserts on her own and the few times that Ben and I try to use dessert as a leverage (aka “bribe”) she often says “but I don’t want ice cream/____ (insert other dessert treat).”
I don’t know who she belongs to but I am thankful the sugar addiction doesn’t seem to have hit her yet.
She still sleeps like a champion at night- most nights logging 11-12 hours. Naps have been up and down. Sometimes it’s very difficult for her to shut off her little mind and I hear her in her bed singing and talking to her Elsa doll/ Kierda her imaginary bird or anyone else who she might imagine is listening. I will sometimes pick up the video monitor and it’s like I’m watching “Corrie TV.” She will look straight into the camera and start singing and talking.
I swear she’s a future thespian.
She still prefers wearing dresses above all else, and only in the last month has started liking wearing regular clothes as opposed to ALWAYS being in one of her princess dresses. I haven’t pushed that. I know someday I will miss seeing my little girl sitting in the sandbox in her ball gown.
She has taken to the water even more this year and will spend all of her time at the pool going down the slide.
She loves to be read to, especially her princess books and her “Jesus Book” (the Jesus Storybook Bible). She loves to randomly tell me that she loves Jesus or that Jesus loves her. I pray that she only grows more confident of those truths.
Lastly, Corrie still LOVE LOVE LOVES her grandparents. She frequently asks to see Maga or Nana and Poppa. Asking to go to the Farm or to the “or-port” to fly to Phoenix to Nana and Poppa’s house. She randomly will seem very sad and I will ask her what’s the matter and she will tell me she misses her grandparents. It makes me love her even more to see her love them so much.
Three years are like the blink of an eye but words can not express how thankful I am for that blink. I love love love you my Corrie Joy!