When I'm three.....

Oh the magical age of three!  I can't wait to be three.  I talk to mom all the time about everything I'm going to do when I'm three.  When I'm three, I'm going to be able to drive.  When I'm three, I won't have to hold mom's hand in the parking lot.  When I'm three, I'm going to like spicy barbeque sauce.  And here is mom and dad's favorite- when I'm three, I going to drink wine.

I think three will be better than 16!  

Tomorrow is the Babes and Paws parade at mom's work.  I'm going as Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz.  I don't really know who that is, but I get to wear sparkly, red shoes so.....how much better does life get?