Sophie's Third Birthday

Can you believe it? Three already. She's having a Dora breakfast birthday party tomorrow, where our family will be over for doughnuts and milk. The she wants to go to the zoo. It's supposed to be wretchedly hot tomorrow, but we are still going to the zoo so that Sophie can look at the hippo. In fact, she is so excited that today she made up a song about going to the zoo. My favorite like went like this (imagine little girl sing-song voice),"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, BYYYYY the hippopotamus." It was a little creepy, I'm not gonna lie. The song perked up after that though, something about an elephant that she was going to paint purple.

I've not been too emotional about this birthday. Her first birthday was by far the toughest, though I remember some tears last year as well. This year I only cried when my friend had a baby just a few days ago. It was a little sad looking at the little baby, who was several pounds bigger that my Sophie was, and realizing how big she is now. In fact it wasn't just a little sad, it was just plain sad. But, Sos is much more fun now, that's for sure.

Sophie is going through a weird, anxious phase. She was very nervous before her first gymnastics class, worried that she wouldn't have friends and that the other kids wouldn't be wearing their "bathding suits" (leotards). It was a bit heart wrenching to hear how much she already depends on fitting in. In the same anxious fashion she wavers between being super excited about her party and not wanting to have one at all. We'll see how it goes tomorrow.

Pictures of the party and the birthday girl to come. She