Can't really believe that it has been three years since he came out angry at the world, hollering for all he was worth. I love the little booger with all my heart and cherish each milestone he (and we) reaches. Even when they mark the end of something special (nursing) or mark one more safe day (still rear facing) or a new illness (yay we had croup for his birthday!). So a small photo essay of his birthday. Thanks for bearing with me.
Off on our special birthday adventure that included a haircut, lunch out & a trip to the park.
His birthday cake made by yours truly. My artistic skills, which are woeful, were greatly challenged by this endeavor. Did you know that they don't currently make a mickey mouse pan? And the ones on e-bay are way overpriced?
His table of gifts!
Doing what he does best, shoveling it in!
Playing with his new Mickey Mouse piano (from the Mickey Mouse Name that Tune toy!)
And for memory lane purposes, a trip home from the hospital, at one and then at two. The time does fly.
His blue eyes still slay me, his sweet smile makes me want to grab him up and his sloppy kisses and hugs make me forget for awhile that he has turned into a mouthy three year old.