Being 3 is *tough*. You have an oppinion about everything, but mom's oppinion always seems to matter more. You have enough energy to run to China and back, but you have to keep it contained to the backyard. You could wrestle a bear... and probably win... but you get in trouble everytime you try to practice on your baby brother. Yes, my friends, it is not easy to be three. Even though being three usually means 5000 trips to time out each day, there are a few upsides.
For instance...
School is still cool. Very cool. You can be juming-up-and-down excited about going, and never get made fun of.
All of your teachers love you when you're three.
You get to hold hands with your bus driver, and you're the coolest kid on the block when it pulls up in front of your house.
You get a Toy Story backpack..... *with wheels*.
You're finally strong enough to squeeze the hose thing.
And most importantly... you can drive the car cart at Lowes.
Maybe three isn't as bad as people make it out to be afterall.
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