3 is still a hard age.
Her accent is SO COUNTRY.
She wakes up within 30 seconds of me opening my eyes every day. Josh can get up, slam every door, but it doesn't phase her. If I so much as roll over to check my phone, she's wakes up. She is in a totally different bedroom, mind you.
And oh, the back talk, and the defiance, and boundary testing.
But, this is how I want to remember 3.
And, the sweet sweet prayers her daddy taught her to pray. And the hugs and kisses she gives, all the songs she sings, and the birthday parties she throws in her room. And, how she surprises us almost every day with things she knows or can do.