I still am in shock over the fact that I have a 3 year old. A little person, with his very own personality. It seems like it took only minutes to go from bouncing (quite literally) baby, to smart, energetic toddler, to sweet, big personality pre-schooler.
I am so proud of my "big boy". Although he has his moments of jealousy, he is a very proud big brother and even when he scolds Harrison for taking a toy, he does it with love. ie. "That's not yours buddy, ok, ok, you little trouble maker, ok, ok, thanks buddy". See, eventhough he grabs toys from his brother and calls him a trouble maker, he still lovingly calls him "buddy" and thanks him. In all seriousness, I don't think he could have any more love for his baby "brudder".
Drew has had many developmental milestones this past year. He moved to a big boy bed on his 2nd birthday, he gave up his binky (in exchange for a bike!) at 2 and a half, at 2 years and 10mos he was potty trained (took only 3 days with no public disasters), and at 2 years 11mos he started "practicing preschool" and has been doing a great job. The days of Drew wearing a diaper, sleeping in his crib with a binky in his mouth seem so long ago. Although it can be difficult sometimes going up against a 3 year old, looking back at how time flies makes me want to savor each and every day even more.
The most amazing 3 years of my life have past and even though I am sad that my baby is no longer a baby, I am so looking forward to enjoying what comes next! Happy Birthday Drew!
