No April Fool's! My baby is 3. Yay! sniff, sniff. Yay! sniff, sniff.
3 years ago, on April 1st we were up very late welcoming our 9 lb, 10 oz bouncing baby boy into the world. (Yes, he was huge. And I'm a drug-free birth crazy lady. My first words to my "darling boy" were "Thank God that's over". I meant it quite literally. And that's all I need to say about that. Most of you understand. )
Oh, but wasn't he worth it??
We went to Chuck E. Cheese to celebrate. SnugBug had a grand time - Racecars are the best, if you didn't know.
We unwrapped gifts:
And he "got it" about blowing out the candles this year:
And, oh, wasn't it worth it? Mm Mm Good!I'm not sure how I got the best little boy in the world, but "Thank you God" that I did! I love that boy!