Happy Birthday to my little man

Yep - my little man is three. He knows his ABCs, can spell his name, and can do a million more things that he could not do a year ago. It is just amazing how much he has absorbed this last year. The most important thing was how he learned to be the best big brother. Of course we always knew he was the best, but watching him interact with his sister is just the most amazingly sweetest thing I have ever witnessed. Yes, sometimes he is a little too rough or loses his patience - but for someone who is just a baby himself, he is so grown up. As I am typing this, I am listening to him read a story to John. He is making up his own words to go with the pictures, but it is his story. All I can think about is turning three is just the beginning of his story... and I can't wait to see how it turns out.

Just a side note - party hats make everything more fun :)