Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Importance of Being 3

Ever notice how important 3 is to a child? 3 blind mice, 3 little pigs, 3 bears, 3 musketeers.....just sayin'. "W" turned 3 on the 24th. He is so fun. He makes me laugh every day with his "grown-up" phrases, his pretend play, and his understanding of the world. He also has me at witts end most days, tormenting his brother, running from me, and his understanding of the world. He likes to make sure things are done "right" (heaven forbid we change how we had done it previously). He still loves animals with all his might. (current favorites; meerkat, gorilla, rhino, gazelle, cheetah, lion, flamingo, hippo, giraffe, zebra, elephant, water buffalo) He is an expert at making his own animal sounds. He still has a giant smile. He is just starting to show his unselfish being, understanding others' feelings. I love it when he tells me I have a cute dress or cute toes or cute shoes with his darling smile. He is up for any adventure, even if it's just going to the store. He's finally learned how to fall asleep on his own, no more melatonin, YAY! He loves, loves people. I could not buy him a single gift for his birthday and this child couln't care less. As long as he is surrounded by people he loves. (which is pretty much everyone) "W", we are so happy you are part of our family. You are one of a kind.

After reading CJane's post on the Bean Museum, we knew that was the perfect place for "W" and we scheduled an animal show. PBTB had just gotten home from Maryland. We picked him up from the airport, then headed for the Bean Museum, Toys R Us, The Museum of Ancient Life, and the Farm at Thanksgiving Point. I can't say he liked one more than another.