Questions For A 3 year old…

My sweet little Aria. Tuesdays and Thursdays have become so much fun, because it just ends up being her and I for a few hours while brother is at school… It’s temporary as she will also go five days a week starting June, but we had to wait for a spot to open up. Til’ then, it’s “Mama-Aria” time two days out of the week! And we have been eating it up! She gets so excited to have just me all to herself. We don’t even do anything fancy and just run regular errands, but she loves having my full attention. And I get it. She started having to share me when she was a mere 18 months old. And that always weighs heavy on my heart, because she was so teeny and doesn’t understand why her mama couldn’t give her 100% anymore. But I digress…

So I’m sure you guys have all seen that Facebook post going around, where you ask your kiddo a couple of questions without coaching them to see what kind of answers they give you! I did this while we spent the day alone, and her answers were so stinkin’ sweet and hilarious! Read on!

What is your name? 


How old are you?

Three! But I’m going to be four soon and we’re going have a party with a bouncy house!  (Holds three fingers up)

When is your birthday?

Mmmm… on Tuesday! Pauses and says “right mama?”

What is your favorite color?


What is your favorite food?

Soup, and pasta, and Mac and cheese.

Who is your best friend?

Evie!!  (her classmate from school!)

What is your favorite song?

Moana (We literally jam out to the soundtrack every day…)

What is your favorite show?

Elena! (Elena of Avalor on Disney)

What is your favorite animal?

A hippo! A hippopotamus mama!! (This was a complete shock to me! HA)

What are you scared of?


What makes you so happy?

When you (points at me) make me laugh!! (I nearly died you guys…Couldn’t believe her sweet answer!)

What is your favorite place to go?

Catch air (A bouncy house type place that she adores). 

What’s your favorite toy?

Abby (Her fave dolly)

What do you want to be when you grow up?

A princess!

What does love mean?

I love you. (I *may* have melted in a ball of mush…)

Just giving me a flower and holding her pretend Starbucks coffee, cuz she wanted to be just like me. You guys…I died.

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