In the metro station, she was twirling all around and then she commented on the "beautiful hexagon tiles" on the floor of the metro station. Where did we get this child? Love her!
When we got to the museum, everything we saw she was so delighted about. "Jellyfish!! My favorite!" "Triceratops!!! My favorite!!!"
We watched the little evolution video in the animal section. There is an ape statue that all the kids always like to see; Abigail was hugging and kissing the statue like her long lost friend.
I’ve been thinking lately about how Abigail’s default setting is happy. Not that many people are that way, in my estimation. She is almost always smiling and dancing around—running through the house, jumping on the couch, teasing Joseph, kissing and squeezing Anna, wearing a tutu…. She wakes up happy in the morning and comes in to greet us—and it is like she is so excited to announce that she is here another day. I think 3 year olds are the best of times and the worst of times. They can be so defiant (Abigail has started spitting at me and on everything when she gets angry. She also shouts “don’t talk to me like that” if I tell her to do or not do something).
But it is also so fun to see her discover the world and start putting the pieces together. This week when Abigail was eating walnuts she said, “Do these come from walls?” Another day we were walking along and she spied some bamboo and she correctly identified it from the panda book we had read a few days before. Another day she asked me, "Where does the sun go when it goes down?"
She’s ready for summer and parks and water fountains. She asks me on a regular basis about “wearing a flowery dress in the summer” and doing specific summer activities (parks, zoo, etc.).
One day we were in the car driving around to kill time on a cold day. I was listening to NPR and there was an interesting program with an author who recently wrote a book about the challenges of parenting to marriage. One of the callers said she tells all new moms to expect to feel angry at their husband's because no matter how much they do, it never feels like enough. A few minutes later my little brilliant 3-year-old says, "Mom do you get mad at your husband?" She is so, so smart!
And loves to take selfies: