Ronelle Diora- 3 yrs old

Dear munchkin!

Well, you started the day off with pouring half a glass of water over Ingrid’s head, then you politely proceeded to cover her body up with a blanket. A thick blanket, she cannot breathe through. You threw a plastic ball that landed on Ingrid’s cheek. Her cheek stayed red for 3 hours. I’m not sure what you were trying to do and I hope you can explain it to me once you turn older. Sometimes I don’t quite understand that smart brain of yours.

You change your clothes multitude of times throughout the day. You change your underwear every time you pee, after you use an entire roll of toilet paper to wipe and then try to flush the evidence and then the toilet gets clogged and then we all know what you did! Then your proceed to kiss me like you are never going to see me ever again. Sorta like I’m going to dissolve right in front of you.

You love plastic dishes, your play kitchen set and fake food! You demand that I pour a gallon of warm water into your “sink” and then you can spend hours trying to do dishes, cook borscht and bake a cake. You crank the music up, throw some rocks into your pot and pretend it’s potatoes. You are so precise in pouring water that you never spill it. God forbid that you spill water on your clothes! Then you would have to race downstairs halfway and then slide on your butt the rest of the way and dump all your neatly folded pants and shirts out of their drawers to pick the pants that suit your mood. You also change your undies E.V.E.R.Y TIME!!!!!!!! Tell me why do you have to change your undies every 30 minutes and prn???

I took you and your sister to feed the ducks tonight.

“mom, where are we going?”
“to feed duckies”

3 minutes 26 seconds later

“where are we going?”
“to feed the ducks”

2 minutes 3 seconds later

“moooom!!! where are we going?”
“TOOOO FEEED THE DUCKS”

1 minute later

“mom, what did you take with us? what’s in the bag in the front seat by you??????”
“crackers to feed the ducks”

45 seconds later

“mom where are we going???”
“rooooni!!!!!!!!!!”

You are such an inquisitive little lady. You want to know everything! You will not miss a single conversation. And if you by any chance miss part of the sentence, you will ask me what I just said. You ask me to repeat it!

I had allergies and didn’t take my claritin. I sat in the side of the tub watching you bathe and my nose started running. You looked up with a questioning look on your face and nonchalantly asked “mom, are you CRYING?” “WHY ARE YOU CRYING?”

Today you also stole Ingrid’s paci. You hid in the corner on your yellow chair and sucked on it. I spotted it right away and told you to immediately bring it back. You stared at me blankly and blabbered “i’m little! i’m small, itty-bitty!” as if I was going to let you get away with it! When I told you your teeth will be crooked and you will need braces like mama, you replied ” i don’t care! i want braces” You stole a paci and hid in a storage box for 20 minutes and I thought you were playing hide and seek! Till I peeked in there and saw something pink come out of the corner of your mouth. You hide her paci in your bedroom somewhere and after I tuck you in your bed and leave.. you take that paci out of your hiding spot! The only reason why I know this is because I check on you in the morning before I go to work and find it in your mouth! I better start a savings account for braces!

You are such a witty girl. You are also very sneaky!!!!!!!!!!!!! You are so independent as well. You want to wipe on your own. I let you, if you pee and if you use two pieces of toilet paper only. You don’t want to pee in your potty. ever! You want the big toilet. You don’t even want your cushy seat with duckies anymore. You wake up at night and you pee all on your own. You have been doing this for well, at least a few months! You rarely wet your bed and if you do, you take your bed sheet off and change your pj pants all on your own. You also remember to change your undies and socks! You can put your top on with no or little help now. You zip up your own sweaters and button your own shirts and always put your shoes on correctly.

You also eat all on your own. NO matter what it is. Even if it’s soup. You are also good about taking your kid’s multivitamin. You always want more than one at a time.

You like to clean. More like you are obsessed with changing your teddy’s diapers every 5 minutes. You keep checking them throughout the day to make sure they have not peed. Of course they pee in it every time you check! Then you take the diaper off, roll it and toss it in the trash. No wonder we are always short on diapers! They all go in the trash! We are about to go broke buying diapers for Ingrid and all your teddy bears. Then you proceed to dump some baby powder in there and put your undies on them after. Oh yeah and socks! The living room is always full of Ingrid’s clothes and your socks and undies. That’s because all the teddy’s need it.

I always ask you how your day went when I was at work. Sometimes you talk to me when I have lunch. You tell me you love me most of the time. And then you tell me your teddy bear pooped and poor you! You have to change its diaper for the one thousand time. Sometimes you tell me you don’t want to be a good girl. Or you are tired of being a good girl. I ask you what you are wearing and most of the time you tell me what you have in your closet because you don’t get too attached to the outfit you have on because you change it 405 times a day! I want to know everything you want to tell me and I love listening to you talk. You are just precious and I can never wait to come home and hear all about it some more! You will be always interesting to me. The most interesting person. EVER.

You love books. The more the better. Sometimes you sit your little butt in your purple chair and pretend to read it in ENGLISH. It’s the cutest thing ever. You say “ingid, listen! i’m reading!”
When she doesn’t turn to you right away you scream with all your might “ingid!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” and then she startles and proceeds to cry! And then I get mad at you for disrupting the peaceful minute we all had by yelling. Then I feel like the most horrible mom for being mad at you. But you are who you are and you are a leader. If something doesn’t go according to your standards.. your world disappears from underneath you and it all goes downhill.

Sometimes I look at you.. and I wonder. Are you really my child? I love you more than I can ever describe. I miss you when we are not together. I miss your pouty lips when you sit on the bathroom floor when something goes wrong. I come to check on you and you tell me to close the door and leave you in the dark. ALONE. I love you darling. You always amaze me with what you can say. Especially when you say your prayer and mid prayer you say “penis! amen” and start giggling. How can I be serious at moments like those? I can’t. Or when we are about to leave and you don’t want to wear the shoes I tell you to wear and you fold your arms across your chest and say ” leave me home, alone! i’m not coming with you!”

You have grown so much in the last couple of months! You pants are short, sleeves are short and you act all mature, more grown. I don’t even know what to do! You are about to turn 3 yrs old! Where has the time gone? Where are your chunky thighs? Your baby smell? And your innocent toothless grin?