You can argue a toddler is just like a baby. But 3 years old, that's pre-school, that's "kid," not "baby."
So big, so grown up. I've got 3 "kids." Not "2 kids and a toddler." Anyway, enough of me trying to cope with "my baby growing up." Time for pictures. Not too many, but I did get a few.
This darn cake. I thought I could get away with just spreading the icing on instead of the usual star tip method I use on my kids birthday cakes. Puh! Spreading took forever! It was a pink cake. So I kept getting little pink crumbs in my white icing. Seriously, star tipping it would have been faster. Bother. But I got 'er done. Not my BEST cake job ever, but defiantly sufficient. I mean, this thing is going to just be digested after all.
My birthday girl!
The twins really felt that in order for it to be a birthday "party," there needed to be games. So here we have our homemade "Pin the nose on the Hello Kitty."
Love this girl. She's made sure I "earn" my title of Mom these past 3 years, by making sure my patience muscles were well toned. But this little person gives the best hugs and I'm so grateful I get to be her mom.

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