From dawn to dusk, everything seems to be an issue for her.
There’s not enough milk in her cup. There’s too much milk in her cup. I don’t want the Snow White plate. I want the Jake plate. ‘I will do up my shoes! Mum-mmmmyyyy! I. Said. I. Can. Do. Itttt!’
I’ll do it.
The stubbornness, the resistance, the whinging.
What’s wrong with her?
She’s three – a threenager to be precise. It says it all, doesn’t it? Quite frankly, it’s exhausting and has been to blame for me eating more than my fair share of chocolate lately.
And then there’s moments like this.
When she drops everything to pick a flower, blow a dandelion, chase a butterfly, or to search for that lizard hiding under the back deck. Her wide-eyed innocence and wonder makes my heart melt.
Like a love-drunk fool I dreamily watch her play, savouring the precious moment. I take in her silky, golden hair loosely tied back in a plait, her pixie face and dimpled cheeks. The way the sun shines on her hair, she almost looks angelic. I pat myself on the back for creating the most gosh-darn gorgeous creature in the entire world.
And then she spots me watching her.
I freeze knowing this could go one of two ways as most things with a three-year-old can. She’ll flash me a smile and return to her game or she’ll give me a death stare to end all death stares. Hell hath no fury like a three-year-old whose mum has just interrupted her game!
All jokes aside, while having a three-year-old is no walk in the park, it ain’t all that bad. I’ve put together a list of things I love about three-year-olds (perhaps more for my own benefit than anyone else’s 😉 )
They dance like no-one is watching
You know when you’re listening to a song and the music drops? The beat kicks in, and you get totally lost in it. This reaction is instantaneous for three-year-olds. As soon as a tune starts, they hear the drop and they become lost in crazy kiddie dancing heaven. Their dancing is big, bold and highly-animated. They could teach Kris-Kross a thing or two about jumping.
Everything sounds better in song for three-year-olds. Whether it’s a whimsical tune as they skip around the house, a dramatic rendition of Let it go, or a scintillating self-composed ditty about poo, bums and wee, three-year-olds can’t help but sing it all out.
They’re hungry to learn
They’re inquisitive creatures, these three year olds. They’ll amaze you with how they can all of a sudden start to recognise letters and are desperate to learn how to write their own name. They want to know how to do everything for themselves, from buckling up their own shoes to getting themselves dressed.
They have big imaginations
This is the age of imaginary friends, tall tales and play-acting. They believe. They believe that anything is possible – that fairies are real, fire-breathing dragons do exist, and if you don’t behave yourself the Easter bunny won’t bring you any eggs.
While they can be curious, confident and fiercely independent, they still want a cuddle from their mumma. Thankfully, there is still nothing better than nestling into mummy’s lap with a good book or just because. If you’re lucky, they may even tell you they like you.
It’s these things, these little snippets of pure joy that help me get through.
They won’t be three forever, until then there’s wine and chocolate.
Do you have a threenager at the moment? How’s that going for you? Do you look back on the threenage years fondly or thank sweet Jesus it’s over?
Linking up today with Essentially Jess for IBOT.