Three is hard. As my sister's friend Stacey recently noted on her fantastic blog (theworldaccordingtoizzy.blogspot.com), three brings with it a whole new set of challenges and a new level of exhaustion. But it has this amazing, glorious even, moments that outshine any aspect of childhood I have witnessed so far. Moments of pure kindness for strangers, amazing insights, hilarious sayings are all the territory of three.
However, my coolest parenthood moment so far happened tonight as I realized that three also brings with it a real child - not a baby or toddler - but a kid.
Logan helped me make dinner and while we made it we listened to music. But, the crowning moment came when I started to dance and he did to. We danced around the kitchen for several songs just enjoying the moment. In that moment I realized Logan was truly a part of the long-standing Rubis tradition of kitchen dancing during dinner prep. One great thing I get to pass along.
So, three, with all its difficulties may be the best yet...
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