My “baby” is three years old now! Declan’s birthday was this past Saturday, and we celebrated with a small gathering at a local playground and ate cupcakes. He even wore his new “Little Engine That Could” shirt for the occasion.
After the party, we had a great time at the county fair. It’s the first one Declan was old enough to really enjoy, and he had a blast on the kiddy rides, drinking copious amounts of lemonade, seeing all kinds of animals, and playing games.
I have to confess that I became a little depressed as age three approached, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on why. After thinking a lot about it, I realized that I think it’s because by age three, I thought I’d finally know something about parenting and would kind of have it worked out by now. Ha. I know many of you are smiling at that one!
Here’s to “winging it” for many, many more birthdays to come!
I’m THREE!
“Swing battah-battah-battah…..”
Quinn wishes D a happy birthday
Playing “Wack ‘N Smash” at the fair, mommy’s favorite game
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!
