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?