I am loving this age. Camden is 3 and my goodness gracious, she is sweet and sassy and spunky and so darn smart! I said something today and she said, "that's correct!" It's kind of adorable when adult words come out in her squeaky voice. She says "sore" instead of sure and she calls a carousel a "carrot cell!" What's not so adorable are the *immediately drop to the floor and start screaming* fits she pitches when she's the teensiest bit frustrated. What is up with that? Those pretty much liquify my brain!