you turned the big 3 today. it was quite the event.
(okay. it was really just pizza and cookies at the park. but you were excited and that's all that really matters anyway.)
your sparkler candles weren't very sparkly. your cookie cake not very cake-y. but you didn't complain once. you were just happy to be there. and that's what i like about you.
you seemed genuinely pleased with the vintage fisher price gifts from your father and me. i know you were hoping for something cool like the 1970's A-frame house or family camper, but the amusement park and school days desk was the best we could do. (and let's face it. your dad and i aren't really "that cool" anyway.)
i hope you weren't too disappointed with your lackluster day. but you're 3. what did you expect? plus, how could you stay sad with the lil' homie coloring book that ava got you? come on. it has a hair pick and b ball maze. how fun is that?
happy birthday o's. (you're getting so old.)
...alright. who invited the diva?