I’m Three


Tomorrow is Walker’s third birthday and things have been terribly chaotic over the last few weeks. We were out of town having a wonderful time with Grammie Shirley, Aunt Lisa, Uncle Scott, Cousin Giselle and Cousin Alec (Walker followed Cousin Alec around like a puppy dog because he was so terribly fascinated by a bigger boy who showed an interest in playing with him — specifically playing baseball with the new baseball and bat Grammie gave him). More to come on that at a later time. I am tired, my back hurts (apparently I’ve been slouching a lot and it was all caught on camera — in every photo from the trip I look inches shorter, hunch-backed, and fat which is another reason I can’t post about the trip now — it simply will take too long to find photos that don’t embarrass me).

However I do want to wish my sweet little boy a Happy, Happy, Happy Birthday.

Walker has been eagerly anticipating his birthday. Mine (or “mines” as Walker says) is in May and we didn’t make a big deal of it but since it was on a Saturday, my family did come over and we had a very special day together. Sunday morning we got up and the first thing Walker said to me was, “Mommy, is your birthday finished? Is it mines now?”

So sweetie, it is your birthday now and I want to share with you the birthday card for your upcoming party (you can click on the images above to make them bigger so you can read them). Daddy and I worked on it together and I’m sure you’ll love the very elaborate pirate costume Daddy has acquired to be Pirate of Ceremonies.

Last year, I went all Martha Stewart and made two batches of Elmo cupcakes that were super cute. It took you forever to lick all the icing off the top and ignore the cake. This year, I’m sorry but you’ll have to make due with the “almost homemade” cakelettes I made by cutting a store bought pound cake into small pieces, coloring store bought icing and working with you to decorate it all by squeezing out the purple goo and getting your favorite red sugar sprinkles all over the cake, table and floor. I’m sure you’ll love them and I’m just going to pretend I slaved away making you and your school chums home made mini pirate ship cakes. I have bigger plans for your party but should I resort to something store bought, I’m hoping you will not hold it against me.

I love you my big, fantastic boy. I wish only the most wonderful life full of your favorite things — giggles, baseball, snuggles, drawing, and playing with your friends and family.

One thought on “I’m Three”

  1. Happy Birthday, Walker! I can not believe you are three – you are so smart and throw the horns so well when your Dad plays AC|DC. In just a few years you’ll be running races with Jim and the rest of us will be trying to catch you as you speed past in a Spider-Man outfit. xoxo

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