Tomorrow my oldest little gal turns four. It doesn't seem possible that we've had four sweet years together already. And trying to wrap my head around the ever-quickening passage of time is pointless. I know it's just going to continue to speed up. My Greer girl made me a mama, and you better believe she's doing her best at helping me hone my role as a mother. She's vivacious, terribly creative, witty and smart, beautiful inside and out, and has the most infectious laugh.
This last year as been full of so many changes - adjusting to being a big sister and prepping to do so again; starting preschool; a budding vocabulary and understanding of the world around her; and more Greer quirks to top it off. We adore her and are quite smitten with our first little love.
The last Greer-isms of her 3's...
G: My toes haven't been painted in 'foreber.'
**short pause.....
So do you want to paint them?
M: What do you think of mama's jumper?
G: Can you jump in it??
**while praying...
G: Dear God, I love you. You're cute. In Jesus' name, amen.
**sitting at the dinner table eating dinner...
G: Mom, you make the best dinner! It's not yucky, stinky, or gross!
At VBS this summer Greer crafted a safari hat, she calls it a....
G: Sa-party hat!
Officially potty-trained this spring, and proud of her accomplishment...
G: Do you see all that poop? I made it all by myself!!
M: Doesn't that look so slick?!
G: Yeah! It's SO slippery!
**discussing Greer's choice of nail polish...
M: Ooh, hot pink huh?
**in a concerned voice...
G: Oh no, will it burn my fingers?
M: I like your hot pink nails!
G:Yeah, they don't burn!!!
M: Greer, you're so cute! I could eat you up!
G: No! Only if you were a monster! **giggles and walks away**
G: Ready or not, here I run!
M: Do you know how much I love you?!
G: I love you way more!
**mama melts into a giant puddle
**takes a bite of candy corn...
G: Mmm, a pleasant taste!
M: Next Sunday we're to eat brunch then see Santa! What are you going to ask him for?
**Santa makes her a little nervous
G: I'll tell you what I want, and then you can tell him what I want!
**what she calls McDonald's...
G: Let's get a happy meal from Big Ol' Donald's!
**when she makes a mistake/oopsie or something's a little funny...
G: Oh bats!
**while tip-toeing around like the Sugar Plum Fairy...
G: My feet are getting dizzy!
**while carrying her to bed...
G: Will you carry me 'foreber'?
G: Yeah! It's SO slippery!
**discussing Greer's choice of nail polish...
M: Ooh, hot pink huh?
**in a concerned voice...
G: Oh no, will it burn my fingers?
M: I like your hot pink nails!
G:Yeah, they don't burn!!!
M: Greer, you're so cute! I could eat you up!
G: No! Only if you were a monster! **giggles and walks away**
G: Ready or not, here I run!
M: Do you know how much I love you?!
G: I love you way more!
**mama melts into a giant puddle
**takes a bite of candy corn...
G: Mmm, a pleasant taste!
M: Next Sunday we're to eat brunch then see Santa! What are you going to ask him for?
**Santa makes her a little nervous
G: I'll tell you what I want, and then you can tell him what I want!
**what she calls McDonald's...
G: Let's get a happy meal from Big Ol' Donald's!
**when she makes a mistake/oopsie or something's a little funny...
G: Oh bats!
**while tip-toeing around like the Sugar Plum Fairy...
G: My feet are getting dizzy!
**while carrying her to bed...
G: Will you carry me 'foreber'?
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