Megan is 3!

Megan knows her birthday is the 4th of July. She told anyone who said the word birthday in the last two months that "My birthday is the 4th of July!" But she has no idea that the 4th is also a national holiday. So when people would be talking about doing something to celebrate she was almost offended because it's HER birthday. When people would find out that her birthday was the 4th they would inevitably say something like, "Oh, you get fireworks for your birthday!" Megan would reply, "No! I don't want fireworks for my birthday!" But she was okay with the talk of WATCHING fireworks on her birthday. She just didn't want any for a present, I guess.

We celebrated on the 3rd since I knew I'd be busy with camp preparations on the 4th.

 We set up the little bouncy house we inherited from a friend for the kids to jump around in, then had lunch and presents.

 Of course Megan believes that her birthday cakes have to be Perry the Platypus since that's what she had last year. I wonder how many years in a row we'll end up with Perry cakes.

 Among other things, Megan got a new swimsuit "with a skirt and blue shirt just like Mom's swimsuit."

 Grandma also got her a princess tent. It's a big hit all around.

Megan is well past her independence stage. "I do it myself!" is well in the past. She is on to the "I can't walk!" "I need your help to go potty." "I can't do it all by myself!" The super needy, can't do anything by herself attitude is getting a little old, but we will persevere and come out on the other side (hopefully soon). She is still super cute when she's not whiny. She is super excited about preschool starting, though when she realized she would be going all by herself she didn't like that idea for a few days. She's over it now and tells us often that she's going to preschool all by herself soon. She still fights the idea of nursery almost every week, but goes in and has fun.
When I asked her if she wanted to invite any of her friends from nursery she said, "No! I don't like my friends!" I guess they're not really her friends, then. :) She must be a victim of always being carted around to play dates with her siblings' friends, rather than setting up play dates with her in mind. Maybe I should start thinking about that...
Megan hates to get even a tiny bit wet. She walks around shirtless half the time because as soon as the hint of a drop of liquid landing on the shirt registers, she removes it. She is picky about her shoes, too and currently wears Ryan's old skull flip flops almost all the time, though she will wear nicer sandals to church, and if coaxed she can be convinced to wear tennis shoes in certain conditions, for a limited amount of time.
The most recent development with Megan is that she hates her name. Anytime someone makes the mistake of calling her Megan she acts so offended that we would dare to call her that and yells, "No! Don't call me Megan! I not Megan! My name is Lee!" That is Ryan's middle name, so I'm guessing that's where she got that idea? Unless she's meaning to spell it Leigh. Or Li. I guess we'll have to ask her when she learns to read in a year or two.
We're happy to have Megan Lee in our family.