We celebrated JJ this weekend with a birthday party full of friends! It rained/poured the whole day, which I'm pretty sure means he'll be rich when he grows up (or that someone is talking about him?), so I was glad we didn't go the park route this year for party venue. JJ has become increasingly wary of large crowds, even if they're friends, so he spent some time up in his bedroom with mommy and/or G.G. before coming back down for cake. This was what happened when people started singing Happy Birthday:
This is what happened when people stopped singing and he got to eat an M&M:
And when he realized he would get to eat a whole piece of turtle cake:
This was after everyone went home and we were having some family snuggle time on the couch:
Here's our little man over the last few months. He's a lot of fun (and some days a lot of work), but we always end the day by cuddling and loving on each other. I couldn't be more proud of the little man that he is. He is kind hearted, energetic, silly, and loving. He is an explorer, a puzzle master, a singer and dancer. He remembers every book or TV show he's ever seen (which the doctor says means he's smart and not autistic) and whisper-reads in the morning so he doesn't wake up Mommy with his play. He is a great care taker of his fish Race Car and frog Walrus. He loves beans and rice and cheese, but it's cookies that truly have his heart and stomach. Nothing makes him happier than a good game of "JJ, where are you?" He gives hugs and kisses when we need them and takes big dinosaur steps wherever we go. He's a good classmate, unless you try to play with him. He has a lot of friends who make him smile and giggle with delight. JJ hugs my tummy and tells me that the baby is in there. He will be a great big brother, I am sure. We love you to the moon and back, buddy! Happy 3rd birthday!
(This is in IKEA. Eventually he worked his way under the covers and took a much-deserved rest.)