Well it happened. My 'toddler' made the birthday transition to 'preschooler.' As of September second, I am now the Mama of a three year old. So far not much has changed. The biggest change is that at some point every day she asks, 'Mama I stiw fwee?' Yes baby, you are still three. Oh, and the insistence that 'I a big giwl!' Here she is in her birthday shirt and hair bow I made. It was impossible to get a good picture because, well, three year olds are incapable of standing still!
In other news, I know I shared that Abigail no longer qualifies for services (still true) but we were still really excited to sit in a meeting and here all about how smart she is. The school system does all these different assessments for cognitive, large, and fine motor skills. Her motor skills (large and fine) were both on the low end of the scare of normal, but we weren't too surprised about that. The numbers for cognitive though sort of confirmed our suspicions. I mean, every parent thinks their kid is smart, so we try really hard not to go too overboard with it, but all the averages were 85-100 and her lowest score was a 118 all the way up to 144 (I don't have the paperwork so can't give you the officials).