Today we took a trip to the yummiest
gelato shop this side of Italy.
It was so good that Ryan had to try some. He wasn't crazy about the lemon flavor.
I'm sorry, but nothing is funnier than babies trying lemon for the first time. He seemed upset with the spoon at first, but just kept on eating it! He liked the chocolate flavor better.
We thought it would be fun to take a stroll through the waterfront park to look for manatees and crawl through some spooky cool trees. It was all good until I stopped being a good listener and defiantly almost ran into traffic. My parents cycled through heart attacks, then anger, then general frustration that the 3 year old phase is so challenging.
Being 3 years old is hard. There are so many rules to remember, like paying attention when your parents are talking to you, not talking in whine language, and not screaming "NEVER!" in your parent's face when they ask you to do something.
I'm big now, constantly saying "I'm a grown up". Maybe I don't always want to do what they tell me, did they ever think about that? Maybe I want to be more independent. Too bad I can't drive yet. I'm still a very good girl, just doing my best to manage the stress of being 3.
Today we took a trip to the yummiest gelato shop this side of Italy.
It was so good that Ryan had to try some. He wasn't crazy about the lemon flavor.
I'm sorry, but nothing is funnier than babies trying lemon for the first time. He seemed upset with the spoon at first, but just kept on eating it! He liked the chocolate flavor better.
We thought it would be fun to take a stroll through the waterfront park to look for manatees and crawl through some spooky cool trees. It was all good until I stopped being a good listener and defiantly almost ran into traffic. My parents cycled through heart attacks, then anger, then general frustration that the 3 year old phase is so challenging. 
Being 3 years old is hard. There are so many rules to remember, like paying attention when your parents are talking to you, not talking in whine language, and not screaming "NEVER!" in your parent's face when they ask you to do something. 
I'm big now, constantly saying "I'm a grown up". Maybe I don't always want to do what they tell me, did they ever think about that? Maybe I want to be more independent. Too bad I can't drive yet. I'm still a very good girl, just doing my best to manage the stress of being 3. 
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