2014 Year in Review: My Daughter

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As 2014 comes to a close, it's pretty clear that my daughter had one awesome year. Thankfully, I was able to share in these experiences, self discoveries, and milestones attained. It was a year full of excitement, frustration, achievement, fame, and poop stories. I am so proud of my daughter and can only hope that 2015 will be half as fantastic. So, what made this year so special? 

She started a new school and was on the school's Twitter page her first day there.

She got over her fear of mascots.


But not of Santa Claus.

Or big dogs.

She likes "Candy Rain" by Soul for Real. Actually, she likes the remix with Heavy D more.

She came up with her own costume for Halloween, a mashup of the Hulk and Michael Jackson called The Incredible Hulk Jackson.


She met Spike Lee.

And Keke Palmer after attending her first Broadway show.

And Swin Cash in the New York Liberty locker room.

And Julianne Moore, who wished her a happy birthday on Twitter.


And Misty Copeland wished her a Happy Birthday in a video!

After listening to Mary J. Blige's classic, "No More Drama", she claimed it should be called Zero Drama instead.

She learned that there are people who don't have what we have and that we are blessed.

She decided that she wanted only one gift for Christmas, a jack in the box, because she didn't need more than that.

She takes that lunch is the most important meal of the day too seriously.

She still likes to be told stories and to tell stories when making a poop. They're pretty good. The stories, that is.

She found Jesus and was a sheep in a Christmas Paegant.

And learned "It's a Hard Knock Life."

She thinks she can be Annie and Cinderella now.

But really wants to be a scientist when she grows up.

She became a big fan of Michael Jackson. Well, that might have been an understatement.

She appeared on Good Morning America.

And a feature in Real Simple Magazine.

She photobombed Allan Houston for the 2nd time in two years.

She turned 3, and had her birthday postponed because she spent the weekend at the hospital.

She went to her first movie, Muppets Most Wanted.

She locked her Constantine Muppet toy in the closet, because he is a bad frog. He is in there with Victor von Doom.

She played mini golf and rode a pony.


She became an Agent of SHIELD.

But, also a superhero.


She might have had her first kiss.


She started ballet.

She continued to have a strong voice and speak up for herself in public.

Sometimes, it was calling out smoking in public, which she detests.

She had lots of "Happy" friends and family members take part in a video for her birthday. 

Skylar Diggins, her favorite basketball player, shouted out to her on Twitter.


She thinks she knows better than me and needs to be reminded sometimes that she is 3.

She still needs a nap most days.

For some reason her tiredness resembles a stereotypical drunk person in a movie. Slurred speech. Over the top affection. A willingness to lift things that are much too heavy.

She knows the days of the week, but not what day it actually is.

She's a pretty resilient child, until her hair gets tangled. 

She is truly loved by her parents.

She told me that she loves me more than a grilled cheese sandwich.

And her school.

And all her toys.

And Tito, her favorite doll in the world.

She knows how to make her parents feel special.

She is ready for 2015, but 2015 might not be ready for her. 

Posted on December 31, 2014 .