The great thing about having a 3 year old at home is that she is a lot of fun, and really helpful. Yesterday she went into the pantry, got her apron, pulled up a stool, and started helping me cook dinner (yes, I made it yesterday!)
This morning she was playing with one of her dolls (which she has named Jesus), and a couple of stuffed animals.
"Mom, I know what we can name the baby" she said, referring to our Swedish meatball.
"What?" I asked.