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I might jinx myself and I don't want to, so let's go into some funny memories lately first! At the grocery store: A very large, intimidating, scary-looking man walks past us, doing his own shopping. He's bald, wearing black and also happens to have earrings. Kaybree watches him walk past. Kaybree: He is a girl. Me: What? Kaybree: He's a girl he has these *tugs on her ears* like you. I laughed and explained boys can sometimes have earrings too. I'm just glad she waited until he was out of ear shot before she released her fact about him. He may have been offended with the matter-of-fact way she said it. Yesterday I was taking a shower and both of you girls were being clingy and didn't want to be locked out of the bathroom so you were banging at the door and trying to convince me to open it. Kaybree did her best to think of some reason she HAD to get into the bathroom and came up with: Kaybree: I need to go potty! Me: Go in your own! Eisley: I nee go po

The older you get the more your different personalities are coming out. It's so fun! Kaybree has always wanted to be just like all the big girls she sees. You want to do what everyone else does and you fit right in! You go with the flow very well but you do your best to lead--while following. I know that doesn't make a ton of sense but basically you're the leader of the crowd. You follow everyone else but you don't let anyone step on you. You know you're the cutest thing around and you flaunt it a little bit. You pretend to be shy (because that's the cool thing to do) but you're excited to tell everyone all about your boo boos or the puppies you saw at the mall or anything else going on in your life. This week you started preschool and you were so excited. As soon as we got there you followed Teagan right inside, waving and calling goodbye to me as you went. No hesitation. You know what to do and you do it. You're attending Montessori House in Lehi f