Gimme, gimme, gimme

Terrible twos - nothin'! Luckily I don't remember how frustrating it was to be a three-year-old.
I was going through and organizing some closets and Bella was grabbing things saying, "That's mine!" One of the things she acquired was a fancy pair of socks (which were obviously not hers). But she put them on - so I took a picture.... for when she turns 16.... or gets married... or has a 3-year old of her own!

She finally smiled for a picture. She was mad I wouldn't "turn it around" like I do with the video camera.

And here's sweet little Trevor. I don't ever want him turning three! I couldn't bare to lose my sweet, smiley boy.