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Into the Mind of a Three Year Old

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My three year old daughter is incredibly cute. I’m not biased or anything. Just see for yourself.

See? I told you so.
Not only is she beautiful on the outside, but she’s an incredibly sweet little girl as well. And smart. Also? Funny. Truly funny – not just “Oh, she’s so cute so I’ll laugh at anything” [...]

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My Daughter’s Preschool is a Love Fest. Or Something.

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“Brian’s funny.”
“Oh yea?”
“Yea, I like him.”
“Do you?”
“Uh hmm. He’s my boy-friend.”
“Your what?”
“My bo-y-friend.”
“Is he? And why do you say that?”
“He was at the playground. And I asked him if he wanted to hold my hand. And heeee saaaaid YES!”
“So that’s why he’s your boyfriend?”
“Uh huh.”
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Little Cesar is always in time out. Every other day when [...]

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Heart Broken

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I was planning on posting a review and contest today. That was the plan at least.
But, something happened at the preschool yesterday. As I write this, I still don’t know what exactly. We’ll be trying to find out this morning.
Here’s what I do know:

my child has two scratches on her stomach and the area was [...]

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Preschool Jitters

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Today my baby girl takes a big step towards not being a baby girl. It’s her first day of preschool.
And, while some of you might have had your kids in preschool or day-care since they were only a few months old (or even a few weeks old), this is her very first time in 3 [...]

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Apparently it’s not ALL Sugar and Spice

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My daughter has begun to show a bit of a mean streak. She has started to say things like:

Go away mom!
I don’t like you.
He looks creepy.

And the killer. Just this morning she said, “I don’t love you anymore mommy.”
Now, I realize that she’s probably just testing out some new feelings, vocabulary, or something. I realize [...]

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Daddy’s Girl

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That tweet was sent out yesterday morning. Why? Because it was too freaking cute to not be shared.
It nearly melted my heart to hear her say it with such conviction. She didn’t even think twice about it. Just plain and simple.
“I like my daddy!”
I immediately told my husband of course, who happened to be at [...]

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6 AM Conversations

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“Where are we going mami?”
“Today’s a work day baby, so we have to get dressed so you can go to abuela’s house. Daddy has to go to work. Mommy too.”
“Why?”
“Why do we have to work? Well, so we can get money so we can buy food. And clothes.”
“So you can take care of me!”
“Yes, that’s [...]

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I needed it.

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I needed it.
I needed to come home last night after a long day at work and just sit down. Sit down with my baby girl and share some applesauce. “With two spoons mom! So we can say cheers!”
“Claro que sí, mama.” Of course.
While we shared our applesauce, we listened to dance music. And it really [...]

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