Peanut turned 3 years old in September. I know! I can’t believe it either. But she is three…in every way imaginable. Her mama
informs whines complains brags about her latest antics accomplishments all the time. She is an ornery little pocket rocket; testing the boundaries 24-7. But as you can see, she is cute enough to survive to play another day. My mom prefers the word, precocious….and I remember Peanut’s mama being somewhat “precocious” at that age too. 🙂
Peanut’s latest accomplishment is to get up before mom, help herself to apples or bananas in the kitchen, take a bite out of every one of them and leave them on the counter, floor etc. Surprise! Decorative candles make their way under her bed for safe keeping. She’s been known to scale the pantry shelves and hides mom’s phone. And don’t think she isn’t disciplined for these infractions…she is. But with her biggest brown eyes and in her most apologetic way, she says “I sorry, mommy”…ensuring her survival for another day.
Here are a couple of shots I took while we were with them over Thanksgiving. I’m sharing them with you at Creative Exchange because she’s not only a pocket rocket, she’s my heart.
You can learn many things from children. How much patience you have, for instance. ~Franklin P. Jones
There was never a child so lovely but his mother was glad to get him to sleep. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing up is like shoveling the walk before it stops snowing. ~Phyllis Diller
There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. There are seven million. ~Walt Streightiff