Happy Birthday To You!

Happy Birthday to Anna Kate and Drew.  I wonder where the past three years have gone?! I think about it sometimes and it feels like dog years and that we should actually be on year 6 by now but most of the time, a year has whizzed by me before I know what happened. I remember very vividly their Second birthday party and their First for that matter. It just doesn't seem possible that their First birthday was 730 days ago.  So many new and exciting things have happened this past year and Drew and Anna Kate have changed so much.  They go to the doctor next Tuesday for their three year well visit and I will have a "statistics and personality blog" (I totally just made that up!) then. I like being able to look at my older posts like that to compare.  Sometimes, they go in a complete opposite way but some things have never changed.
Drew and Anna Kate, I love you more than you will ever know. You have completely thrown my life for a loop and I wouldn't have it any other way. Even after several years, it still surprises me how much love I can have for two little people who are loud, stubborn, insist that we operate only on their schedule, and don't do a thing I ask them to, but are so darned cute and cuddly that none of these things matter a bit.

 Birthday goodies at DotDot's Tuesday morning.  Flashing glasses that sing, balloons, singing cards, and of course, monies! Does it get any better than that?!

Taken at 5:45pm while on our golf cart ride. My sweet, sweet girl is officially 3!

Taken at 6:15pm. My handsome man is officially three also!

*And just a little story.... this morning Anna Kate got up early (of course... that is what she does now, you know). So she watched Barney in my bed while I took a shower. When I got out, I heard her yelling at talking to Drew so I knew he was up. I figured he was in there putting on socks that would not be appropriate for him to wear to school (of course...because that is what he does first thing when he gets up, you know). So, I quickly got dressed and headed toward their room to hopefully intercept him and at least get the right socks on him. I found him in the bathroom instead. He got up, took off his pull up and pants, and went to the bathroom on his own! And while I was helping him get his hands washed, his sister went to her room, took her pull up off, and put on panties. The right way, might I add.  I told Aunt Ashley it is like they went to bed newly 3 and woke up tiny adults!