There are many days that I wish 3 away.
3 is an age full of discipline...pushing the limit....and testing mom's patience.
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But 3 is also full of giggles, precious smiles, finding your voice, a twinkling in your eye, silly comments and a belly full of love.
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God knew that 3 can be difficult as I try and direct a strong-willed little boy to do what is right....and that is why He gave me these precious moments....to push me threw the hard ones.
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