My Ladybug is THREE today.
She is fun. She loves to jump and sing and smile.
She is very loving. She will blow just about anyone a kiss. Sometimes she kisses strangers' cars.
She is very energetic. She moves all the time. When her body isn't moving, her head it.
She is tough. Tougher than anyone I know. Perhaps it is because she is missing nerve ending. We are not sure. But it takes ALOT to make her cry.
She is determined. She has her difficulties. With hearing and vision loss, mild cerebral palsy, and balance/coordination. But these things do not hold her back. She is a very determined little lady.
She is small. She is teeny. She was small at birth. (1 lb. 6 oz.) She is a tiny 3. (24 lbs.) But well proportioned for her delicate little features.
She is stubborn. She highly dislikes eating just about everything except for cheese, nuts, yogurt, and peanut butter.
She is cute. Yes, I am bias, because I am her mother. But my petite, blond haired, blue eyed, pink glasses and hearing aid wearing daughter who walks to the beat of her own drummer... I believe is adorable. I try to gobble her up each and every day.
She is a miracle. In every way. I believe God has a great things in store for her life. She was a wonder at birth. She amazes me now. I just know He has wonderful plans for her future.
And that's my three year old in a nut shell.