Ruby.

 

Ruby is my 3 year old daughter. She is beautiful and cute and hilarious. In the photo above she wasn't quite one year, but her love for fun started young. 

She likes to call me "honey" and says that she needs her "Belle sleep" or "Ariel sleep" instead of "beauty sleep." Already has favorite princesses, apparently.

She loves parks. Slides are her favorite. She also loves other "kids" and recently asked where they come from. I dodged the question. This momma wasn't ready for it and at least right now she is easily distracted.

 

She can't say "polka-dots." She says "coco-nots."

 

She loves puzzles, coloring, and helping clean and cook. I hope that lasts for a long time.

Love you, my sweet Ruby Jane

Cooper.

I have never met Cooper. But for some reason my 3 year old daughter thought he was important enough to bring up randomly today.

"Cooper!" she said with a shy grin on her face.

"Who is Cooper?" I asked.

"He's from church. He's my friend!"

Let's just say I was a liiiiitle surprised that the first friend she would ever mention would be a boy. Also it was a Thursday night, not Sunday, so she was obviously thinking about him. I know she has other friends at church and elsewhere, but they haven't been as pressing as Cooper to mention up to this point.

Who is this Cooper? I hope to meet you someday soon.