Brookie was happy and that's what counts.
A few high lights:
-Brookie made and decorated her own cake. This is fast becomming a tradition for my kids as Brielle is looking forward to doing it for her birthday again. (5 months and 2 days away she tells me the count down every day)
-Brookie got her own Leapster Explorer and a scooter.
Brookie is three now and I can't believe how fast she is maturing. Brookie is hilarious. She makes me laugh everyday and is so unpredictable. Today while I was accompanying the chior during sacrement meeting she bolted down the aisle and up the steps. All I heard were quick footsteps coming toward me and then much louder ones and when I got back to our bench Brooke and Chad were gone. I heard from others that a very red Chad and ran up there and got her just before she got to the piano. Who knows what she was going to do.
Brookie has a big immagination and a pretend kitty named Kitty Ally. Kitty Ally does everything naughty and if she sees a cat outside then that is Kitty Ally. Kitty Ally makes all the messes and if anything goes wrong then Kitty Ally did it. (even when Brookie didn't really do it) Brookie lives in a castle with Kitty Ally and spiders and a snake and anything else she thinks of like princess dresses and cars. (why spiders and a snake? I really don't know. She doesn't even like spiders and snakes) We hear about Kitty Ally everyday and Brielle's lifelong mission is to prove that Kitty Ally does not actually exist.
Brookie loves to sing, dance and tell stories. Her temper tantrums are subsiding a bit and she is becoming more reasonable with age, but once a temper tantrum actually starts there is no reasoning with her after that. All you can do then is stick in time out until it blows over. The good thing is that after that she is quite happy and reasonable. She is happy and good most every day and I love her. She is so fun and sweet and I love to just hear her talk and tell stories and dance and everything.
Oh one last thing. She gave her first talk in primary today and made me and everyone else laugh. As I was trying to tell her what to say she kept stopping and looking at me and commenting. "Mom you're not saying it loud enough." "No, I can't do that part."
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