Ah, three years with P.  Seems like just yesterday.  Doug and I are especially nostalgic this year,  more so than in years past on P’s birthday (the whole two of them).  I think we are less in survival-mode this time around than we were the first two.  Back then we were just so darn pleased with ourselves that we didn’t break her.  Yeah, us!

I hope to get a post up resulting from all these memory hot-flashes we’ve been having, but in the meantime, here’s our gem just as she woke up this morning on her big day:

Yes, she is in her dress from the night before.  Sometimes it’s just not worth it to fight over PJs, know what I mean?