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Eisley Rue





Tomorrow this sweet baby of mine turns 3! Can't believe my little girl is a three year old! She is also very excited to tell anyone and everyone that she is going to be three. She, like Kaybree has done in the past, is using this new definition of herself as a weapon. Whenever she is excited about doing something or angry about not being able to do something "I'm gonna be three!" is her defense.

This year Eisley has asked for a Barbie and a dollhouse for that Barbie. Dollhouse probably isn't happening. Sorry kid, no space in your bedroom for a big Barbie house and definitely not two of them (since these girls can't share anything).

I plan to celebrate by taking her to Enchanted Island at Encanto Park tomorrow morning with her cousins and Grandma Duck. Should be a good time. Then later that night she is going to Brittany's house (we've got an adults only dinner with family that night since Grandpa's funeral is Saturday) which I think she will be very excited about. When I asked her who she wanted to celebrate her birthday with she said "Everyone!"

My little Eisley Rue is the best. I say that because she often says that to me and melts my heart. There is nothing better than hearing "Mommy, you the best." in her sweet little baby voice. She still gives the best hugs of anyone I know and is a skilled snuggler too. She often demands that I come sit down her or lay with her, whatever the case may be and even though 80% of the time I'm in the middle of doing something that cannot wait--it is not possible to say no to her.

She laughs like a maniac and has countless facial expressions and silly voices she uses. She loves dogs and is constantly chasing them to give them hugs or laughing as she sneaks them food under the table.

Her favorite toys right now are her baby doll (she sleeps with it every night) and Kaybree's Jasmine Barbie. She's currently obsessed with the movie Incredibles and wants to watch it every day on repeat all day long. Her favorite super powers are the stretching the mom in the movie can do.

I love this sweet baby of mine. So glad she lets me shower her with kisses and hugs and 80% of the time she's easy going and happy and loves to point out when she's being good. Love you, Eisley Rue!

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