
In so many ways Emily just seems older than Noah when he was 3 years old. I realize this at the strangest of times. She seems older in her expression both verbal and non verbal. When she gets angry it's not just yelling to be heard, it's hand on the hips, and attitude to go with the tirade she delivers. It's in the way she has always wanted to chose what she wears each day and if I ever tell her "no", she's quick with a "reasonable" explanation for her choice and slowly tells me as if I cant possibly understand such a decision but she'll humor me for a while until I give in and allow her to dress herself. She has sat on the toilet sans potty seat to make her feel more secure and comfortable ( not to mention keeping her from likely slipping into the bowl) since she tore off her diaper at 18 months of age. She eats with utensils made for bigger hands, eats spicy food, sits patiently through a 1 1/2 movies with her big brother and helps with household chores. She calls adults by their 1st name ( if they will allow it) and wants an explanation to everything and anything she doesn't understand. She constantly surprises me with her abilities. She's growing up much to fast for my liking - yet I do - like it. Well, that's an understatement. Everything about Emily amazes and thrills me. I may not chronicle her life in detail as I did with Noah when he was this age- but I am no less awed by all that she does and who she is becoming. I am the luckiest mom in the world!!

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