Happy 3rd birthday to our dear boy Dane!!! The little miracle boy we thought we'd never have, I cannot believe you are 3 years old. To our hilarious, independent, wild child...there are days that you frustrate me to tears and days that I cannot stop laughing at your silliness but I wouldn't change one thing about you. Dane is all boy...nothing sweet and sensitive about this kid. He is absolutely rough and tumble but he also has the biggest heart. At 3 years old, Dane has many favorite phrases (most of which are either asserting independence or tattling)..."no mommy, I do it all myself" "no Kale, don't touch dat" "Kale took dat from me" and pretty much anything ending in "right now". We seem to be heading to that terrible 3 stage but so far the worst part of it is his extreme bossiness. He seems to have forgotten his manners and is incredibly demanding. I was talking to some of the moms at his school while we were waiting to pick up the kids and they all agreed that 3 was definitely the age they disliked the most. One of them even told me that she didn't like her son at all when he was 3 and she was worried that was his personality for life...now I don't believe I will get to that point, but this is definitely the most challenging age I've seen thus far.
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