Ode to 3

With the age of 3, Quinn has left the toddler stage and become a little girl. I marvel at how long she is, how her legs now move and run without falling. We have full conversations and her responses surprise me and make me laugh. I like the way her brain works, even, or especially, at 3. She loves books and can sit on the couch daily "reading" aloud a whole stack of them. She makes up word amalgams and definitions for her new words like "sillyattle". Only grown-ups can be sillyattles. She is fiercely competitive, especially with her sister. She wants to always be in front, even if it means a fight to the death. And yet, Wren is her best friend. Quinn is a crazy lovable beast. The other day, out of the blue, Wren said, "technically, Quinn is a silly mofo". Technically, she's right. Happy Birthday Q!

ah how she's grown!