Another birthday request...
I am a 34 year old Mommy of Jenna who just turned 3 years old. I am married to a wonderful man who has brought to my life an energetic and very smart step-daughter named Kyleah. When I'm not watching "Super Why" or singing "The Hokey Pokey" for the 56th time, I'm a 911 dispatcher for a local police department. A grand adventure is what I was promised when I met my husband...a grand adventure is what it's become.
As I am blogging tonight, Jenna is in her bed where she is supposed to be falling asleep. I am enjoying the songs and the commentary. This was the exchange moments ago:
My apologies to bloggerland. Thank you to Aunt Julie for the polite shoves back toward my Jenna blog responsibilities. We've been doing just fine. I'm learning a bit about the "trying threes" around here. From talking with other Mommies, I know that what is challenging us is far better than what some three year olds are doing to their parent's sanity, but it is challenging none the less.
Jenna is having a sleep over at Grandma and Papa's tonight. Last night, we got out Jenna's "soupcase" and she began packing. She couldn't have cared less about clothes, she was determined to bring enough toys! Not much remained by the time she was done. She then rolled her "soupcase" around the living room saying "this is kinda heavy!"


Jenna and I were reading a book together today. It was about farm animals and how they help on the farm.
Halfway through snuggle time, she wanted to move from my lap to the couch between Daddy and me. In order to do this, she knows she must recite the promise. She knows it by heart:
Jenna: "Grandma and Papa are very sad."
Tonight during snuggle time, Jenna pointed a wiggly finger towards the pictures on the wall of Aunt Julie and Uncle Scott's wedding.
My cousin Brian and his wonderful wife Kelly, recently had a beautiful baby girl. Baby Talia, as she is known in my house, is the only baby Jenna cares to talk about. In fact, if she sees a picture of another baby on my computer, she insists it is Baby Talia and is quite offended if I tell her that it isn't. Jenna already has dibs on teaching her to play "Tag, you're it" and how to do a sommersault. She decided these two things on our way to see Talia the day she was born.
There was a big fat robin in our front yard tonight. I took the opportunity to talk to Jenna about Spring.
Song titles according to Jenna - here is how she asks to sing certain songs. It is up to the singer to determine what the heck she means.