Last weekend we were in the garden and you reached out to ‘stroke’ a bee.

A bee, you’d told me just twenty hours before who was “going to the flowers, to get pollen to eat – to take home, to make honey”.

I shrieked at you, a knee jerk reaction so completely over the top – it made you fearful. I think I ruined bee’s for you in that moment. I’m sorry, I can be a bit neurotic.

You see the best thing about you is your curiosity and fearlessness. I’m desperate that we cultivate that.

I don’t want anyone to tell you that you can’t touch something because its dirty or it might have germs. Who cares? Just touch it, we can always hose you down later.

Unless its poo. You really wanted to touch that owl poo last weekend, I saw the thought enter your brain. Please try to not touch any poo.

You want to be outside, you want to be given jobs – things to do with your hands, physical things.

You are always asking “what can I do?” or demanding “I can do that!”.

You have a serious issue with winning. Don’t get me wrong, being competitive is a great personality trait but you really ought to let me go down the stairs in front of you, without having the screaming ab-dabs for ten minutes. We’re going to have to curb that a little bit.

You are very physical with how you love. The important people in your life are kissed on the lips and often held down against their will, in some kind of overly passionate head lock.

You tell these important people that you love them, without any prompting.

You ask me if I have a “ed-ake“.

You say you will look after me.

You’re big for your age, which sucks because everyone expects more from you.

You smell like Marmite and there is always dirt under your finger nails.

You are eager to be as tall as Daddy and seem to be under the impression that on your third birthday you will be.

We have been counting down to your birthday this week on your fingers. You have already mastered one to five.

You like to throw in a random sixteen every now and then.

You are very sociable, you have discovered the art of making friends.  I watch you approach children you don’t know and say “I am Finley” or “this is tiger”.  Sometimes they don’t talk back to you because they are older and busy playing. My heart breaks for you in these moments but you just shrug it off, it doesn’t seem to stop you trying again.

You keep everyone very busy and chasing their tails – or your tail more often than not.

You are capable of eating an entire watermelon.

You are still obsessed with cheese.

We all love you very much, happy birthday my little blonde haired maverick xxx

Its been a good year, here it is in pictures.

 

Today You Are Three

26 thoughts on “Today You Are Three

  • August 20, 2016 at 5:39 am
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    loved the video, adorable!

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    • September 3, 2016 at 4:42 am
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      oh and popping back again for #stayclassymama that music is so cute on the video, and such a beautiful tribute

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  • August 21, 2016 at 8:03 pm
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    Oh how lovely! You have perfectly captured what it’s like to be mum to a three year old. Made me laugh and brought a year to my eye. Happy birthday little man 💕

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  • September 1, 2016 at 8:22 am
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    Aww how cute! Happy birthday little dude! I agree with the ‘you can touch most things – I have alcohol gel in my bag – please don’t touch poo, or try scraping chewing gum off things with your nails’ yuck!
    #stayclassymama

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  • September 1, 2016 at 8:27 am
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    Oooh I love this because you are pretty much describing my daughter too! Trying to make friends and the older kids ignoring her breaks my heart, but she just keeps on. She tries to cuddle her little sister all the time but little sister doesn’t want to be cuddled (it is quite a strong cuddle, to be fair!). She loves to help out. We even have the crying if she’s not first down the stairs and the love of cheese! I hope he has a lovely birthday #StayClassyMama

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  • September 1, 2016 at 8:59 am
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    ha ha boys are just trouble but in such a fun way, great post and mine love to try and stroke bees too or get them to land on them. #stayclassymama

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  • September 1, 2016 at 9:35 am
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    Oh I love this so much, happy birthday little one! Imagine how fearless (and caring) to want to stroke a bee and my little 16 month old has an obsession with poo also, eeeks. Thanks so much for featuring me this week- so chuffed! Xx #stayclassymama

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  • September 1, 2016 at 10:26 am
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    An entire watermelon? Now that’s a skill! Happy Birthday little man! #stayclassymama

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  • September 1, 2016 at 10:58 am
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    Happy birthday little man! I’m obsessed with cheese too – I think this is a great trait to have. Also, listen to your mama. DO NOT touch poo. #stayclassymama

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  • September 1, 2016 at 11:23 am
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    What a gorgeous post! I adored that video, it definitely looks like a great year and Finley is such a happy little thing ❤️ #StayClassyMama

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  • September 1, 2016 at 11:50 am
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    Cheese is basically my favorite thing. Happy bday to your little guy!

    A three-nager

    I will pray for you

    #stayclassmama

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  • September 1, 2016 at 11:50 am
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    Awwww Happy Birthday little one. Love that he tried to stroke a beer but completely understand your reaction. My two are also very tall for their age and I know what you mean about how it sucks. A lady thought my oldest was 11 the other day. She is 7! It can mean that others think they are being immature when they are not, they are just acting their age. #Stayclassymama

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  • September 1, 2016 at 1:55 pm
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    Mine is five now, but all these things seemed like I was going through them yesterday. Mine still really likes cheese but I’m glad she’s done trying to touch poop #stayclassy

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  • September 1, 2016 at 4:54 pm
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    Aaaaah, such a sweet post! Who doesn’t like a good Marmite slice of toast! Happy birthday buddy! #stayclassymama

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  • September 1, 2016 at 6:00 pm
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    Happy birthday to your beautiful little man. I gotta be honest, 3 was the worst of it for both Little and Big. I hope your experience is very different. But hey, they are just doing their job, right! Eat cake and blow out candles! Pass a hug from me! M’wah! #Stayclassymama

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  • September 2, 2016 at 5:56 am
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    What a lovely ode to your son. NG turned three in July and so far so good… I love their curiosity at this stage and she also loves dancing, which I adore. I think stroking bees is something they get from seeing pictures of ‘friendly’ ones. It might help that I got stung pretty badly on my arm by a wasp a couple of weeks ago; NG is now a little bit more wary! #stayclassymama

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  • September 2, 2016 at 6:43 am
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    This is just lovely. Happy birthday. Hope the party went well. Here’s to touching everything but poo. #StayClassyMama

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  • September 2, 2016 at 9:55 pm
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    Ah, a fab post! Happy birthday! I love the things they say. Before his 4th birthday in April, Arch asked me ‘when I’m four will I get sweaty hair like Rueben (his friend at nursery)?’ They’re hilarious aren’t they!

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  • September 3, 2016 at 2:23 am
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    aw that’s cute. my boy asks me too if im ok as I get anxious sometimes when out. he says mummy, you want a chewing gum (that sometimes calms me a bit lol) #stayclassymama

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  • September 3, 2016 at 9:59 am
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    Gorgeous! What a really lovely post! Happy birthday! Watermelon, cheese and marmite what an excellent combo!! #stayclassymama

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  • September 3, 2016 at 1:26 pm
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    He sounds like such a lovely boy! Happy Birthday. My little also possesses many of these traits as well. I love everything how fearless and loving he can be. Thanks for sharing #stayclassymama

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  • September 7, 2016 at 7:42 pm
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    “which sucks because everyone expects more from you.”

    Recognise that one. My son is at a similar stage. Full of tiny head spinning wonders and then banshee tantrums the next.

    A lovely, sweet and cheerfully unsentimental post! Love it!

    Happy birthday strangely Marmite scented little man!

    #StayClassyMama

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